Morielle’s opponent was able to dodge her arrow, giving her a goading smirk. She took another blue arrow from her blue quiver and released it fast. She missed again, and he was getting closer to her with his sword striking from up in the air. He slashed down that she was almost cut from the head.
Her blue robe’s belt was cut. That was really close.
She looked at him with more alert eyes, holding her temper. She knew shouldn’t be ruled by her emotions even though she was seething right now. She could still not forget his words that he wanted to kill the beast just because the poor animal would be useless to him. He wouldn’t even give it a chance to live longer. There was still a chance that the beast’s legs could be reattached by the medicine man. She knew it, if the medicine was laced wi
