Fable activated the skill and shifted position. The two of them left their original hiding place and headed towards the tree hole. Since they had already been discovered, it was more crucial to leave quickly than to stay hidden.
"Na Yun is preparing to move," Hawkeye reminded.
"I know," Fable nodded.
Soon, a faint golden light flashed in the distance, rapidly approaching the two of them.
Alert, Fable seized Hawkeye's arm and activated the skill again. This time, the position was fifty meters behind them, marked just moments ago. As they left, the golden javelin hit the spot where they had been standing precisely, its head embedding into the giant tree branch while the shaft trembled at high speed, buzzing loudly.
Fable's eyes fixed on the javelin ahead, certain that if they had been two seconds slower, one of them might have been pierced by the javelin. Even if it wasn't fatal on the spot, it wouldn't have been much better.
