Chapter 81

The arrow left the string with a roar that flattened the tall grass in a ten-meter radius. It wasn't a physical shaft anymore, but a concentrated streak of pure destruction fueled by Kyle's mana and stamina. The shot was aimed from a slight upward angle, catching the first Whiteheart Doe squarely in the forehead. There was no resistance. The arrowhead punched through the skull, vaporized the brain, tore down through the throat, and exited beneath the beast's right hind leg. The doe's head...