Bleeding through the forehead, Elowe managed to escape the killer's sight. He hadn't expected the man to be so swift with his draw, not to mention wielding a weapon of which there was supposedly only one true piece in this world. But now, as he carried that rifle, he knew that the weapon wasn't the only one–not with that man alive at the very least.
Dragging himself through the brambled woods, he kept chasing a beam of light being cast from above in the distance. To his surprise, out of nowhere, a band of adventurers flew in through that hole. Getting closer and closer, however, he realized that it wasn't just some adventurers but the Athenian hero and his group.
'What are they doing here?' He thought, for his spies were taking a few days off and cut off his information network.
