Recasting Arrows
I flee from the field and I run back to the village yet as I arrived at the wilderness, a hairy creature growl at me.
A werewolf was about to devour me yet my hands are quicker than his attack, I hasten to tug my bow and select my arrow. My heart beats rapidly as I recklessly pointed the arrowhead at the beast yet before I could let go of the bowstring, the werewolf raised his claw and attempted to scratch me. He merely bruised my arm and before he could have another raid, a spear flee before my sight and hit the werewolf right on its skull.
"What?" I felt surprised, I instantly followed the direction to where it comes from. And I saw a figure of a man wearing a hood from a distance, he hurr
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