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“Team Archer wins! Guns down!” I ease up on my gun as I see Archer beginning to cross back to me. Then, I hear a ping to my right. I’m in the worst position, gun at my side and completely open to the air. I see the ball hurtling through the air at me. It’s not colored like the other balls. It’s a deep, dark grey. I’m watching in slow motion as the ball hurtles through the air, directly at my elbow. I wait to feel the shattering pain throughout my arm but it never comes.

Ophelia whispered equally tensed. Somewhere in another plane, Assorthan lay on the ground unmoving. His eyes are open, but he is not moving at all. The effects of the arrows are hitting him full on. He is trying not to succumb to sleep and give in. But the dosage he was shot with is much higher and he cannot stay awake for much longer. Once he sleeps, he might not be awake for a week. In that time, if someone found him he might be at risk. If Darius and the other Lords found him, then they might kill him altogether.

He turned it around and aimed at Valen whose heart skipped a beat. Aldridge reached out for the bow and fixed everything all in. He positioned himself, almost like he intended to shoot Lucan. He smirked and then lowered his hand. "Do you know the name of this arrow? It's called Arrow of Death. No one can ever survive its heat. This arrow pierces through your whole body and brings out your heart." He explained and put the arrow and bow back. Lucan looked away, his lips parted as he tried to exhale in relief. His whole body shook because he thought he was a target.

Ramsdale Hawkins stood beside him, smiling calmly. The authorization was happening right now. “Stop!” Ara screamed, voice muffled by the metal as she pounded on the slats. “Mr. Mayor, stop! It’s a biological weapon!” Before she could use the screwdriver, a strong hand grabbed her ankle from behind and yanked hard. Ara’s face slammed into the steel floor. “Got you, little bird,” the player growled, raising a fist. Ara swung blindly with the screwdriver still in her hand, driving the tip into his shoulder. The tool hummed and crunched into muscle. The player screamed and let go.

He ran as fast as he could until he reached the west wing of the forest and saw the hunters. He roared; anger was visible in every howl he made, which made the hunter stopped from what they were doing to someone. "The alpha king is here!" The other hunter says, shouting. Drake shifted back as he felt his body weaken due to the tingling sound of the silver weapon by the hunters. He darted his eyes at the woman wearing a white night dress. His forehead knitted as he saw Emily bathed with her blood. She had bruises and was weak. 'D-Drake. . .'

he urgently said. “Can I help you with something,” Alpha Arrow asked the young pup. “Could you please call my Dad and ask him to send my team and super toys through them ASAP ? He will know what I want,” Dre nicely asked while making mild puppy eyes to which Alpha Arrow had absolutely no intention of denying. “You are on, sonny,” Alpha Arrow chuckled before those two engaged in a parting hug. Incorrigible huggers. Sigh !

But we can’t afford to relax; even as some vampires are reduced to ashes, more take their place. Suddenly, Ashton lets out a roar that sounds different from his previous ones. It’s not just filled with fury; there’s something else in it—pain. My heart clenches in fear as I see him shake his head violently, trying to dislodge something that has sunk into his skin near his eyes. A poison-dipped arrow! My blood runs cold at the realization. Who the hell is the vampire archer? And since when do they use weapons meant for humans?! I look around the field, my heart stopping when I see Harri, the masked pureblood, holding a bow and aiming an arrow straight at me. His fingers leave the string and my

I enter this room with Arthur, his eyes telling me it is gonna be fine but I really hate the needles. “I’m sorry, but I really afraid to do everything with needles in it, can you please accompanying me while the doctor takes my blood?” I asked Arthur and hoping he wouldn’t reject it. “Sure, you can hold my hand if it’s too hard for you to face alone. I don’t mind” he replied without any doubt. “But please, consider Vincent’s feeling, he seems to want to help but you implicitly always reject it” he whispers. I was surprised for a moment before saying that I will not explicitly show it again.

He swiftly leaps over the cabin and pushed her behind him taking the shot . The arrow sunk deeply into his right side of his upper chest , and came out through his back . Asa was in shock as blood splatter a little on her face . She never knew his uncle meant that word , she had practically let out a gasp drawing Lugard's attention her eyes bulging out . Lugard had not an expression on his face as he looked at his nephew and left without uttering a word . The arrow was made of pure silver steel at the tip and a brown hard wood at the lower part . Ryan held the arrow and pulled it out in one succession , blood splatter and some piece of flesh were stuck to the silver steel tip .