"Hmm, I think you missed."
"!"
The hooded man immediately turned and swung the bow at the space behind him, a blade emerging from one of its edges as it sliced through space itself with burning divinity.
However, the slash failed to reach its target, as the one who had spoken instantly avoided it, creating several meters of distance.
There, staring at the hooded man with narrowed eyes, was Hermes, who had been aboard the chariot that had exploded only seconds earlier.
He'd sensed the incoming arrow, pinpointed the location of the one who fired it, and crossed the distance to that location in an instant.
"You are most definitely not Apollo," Hermes said, his green eyes glowing faintly as he narrowed his gaze at the hooded man.
The sight of the bow in their hands made his expression darken slightly as he demanded, "Where did you get that bow?"
