As the arrow flew toward the hydra's weak spot, the beast suddenly shifted. It moved away at the very last second, its speed increasing unnaturally, almost as if it knew. It dodged with inhuman precision, avoiding the strike by a fraction of a heartbeat.
That's its weak point… but how does it know?
Time stretched into split seconds. Even Nolan, watching from the side, could see how unnaturally the hydra moved. His jaw tightened. If they're going to be alright… I hope they can hold on.
The hydra lashed out again, its massive head snapping toward Linda, trying to swallow her whole. She fired arrow after arrow into its face, but each shot was meaningless. The arrows clattered uselessly against its scales, bouncing to the crystal ground like they had struck solid rock.
"It's no use," Linda muttered under her breath, loosing another futile shot.
