Although she was aiming for their vital spots, Paige Summers didn't think a few arrows would be enough to stop them. She just wanted to get away.
A dull ache throbbed in her head, likely from expending too much spiritual power. In her current state, she wasn't fit for a prolonged battle with Shawn Monroe and his people.
So, while her opponents were busy deflecting the arrows, she twisted around and bolted forward.
In the blink of an eye, she had covered several dozen meters.
Just then, the sharp whistle of something cutting through the air came from behind!
She dodged sideways, only to run right into a follow-up attack from her left. A sharp arrowhead was aimed straight for her back!
Paige Summers twisted her body again. She managed to protect her back, but a sharp, sudden pain flared in her upper arm. A crossbow arrow had grazed her, tearing through her sleeve and leaving a bloody scratch.
But the pain lasted only a moment before the wound began to itch.
