Chapter 97: What Good Are You

Silas swung open the villa's front door. The moment he did, three razor-sharp arrows tore through the night air, whistling as they flew straight at him, blocking off every direction he could possibly dodge.  But Silas didn't even try to avoid them. He whipped out his arm, leaving a blur in the darkness, and snatched all three arrows out of the air.  With a flick of his wrist, he hurled the arrows back faster and harder than before. "Kid, I didn't expect you to be this strong! I wasn't planning...