Chapter 42
"Shit, shit, shit! This is bad!" Aria grumbled beneath her breath as she rapidly pulled her bowstring, unleashing arrows after arrows and refusing to let the beasts get close.
Rapidly and swiftly drawing the bowstring again and again made her fingers ache. The skin on them was peeling, stinging, and turning numb, yet she dared not stop.
Because the ogres were closing in quickly. Currently, she was up against two of the fast ones—monsters that always swatted her arrows out of the air the moment they drew near. Being only a D ranker, she was unable to hunt for gear above her level.
That meant her arrows had little effect, bouncing harmlessly off the tougher hides of the ogres.
"Come on!" she roared, refusing to falter as she kept pulling her string while the creatures lumbered closer and closer.
