He would be a shish-kebab right now if Ace hadn't pulled that particular stunt, but instead he just takes a tumble off the horse, tucking and rolling and getting to his feet with his bow miraculously close and his quiver still completely stocked. He fires off a shot at the Sister. It seems to just bounce off.
"Son of a bitch," Dan mutters, keeping an eye on which direction his horse is running off towards. He preps another arrow, and the Sister cackles as monsters emerge from the smoke-
-and disappear entirely when they get within exactly fifteen feet of Dan.
That's interesting.
Not something to distract him, though, and he's still hoping to rid the Sister of her net and thus free Ace. He sends another arrow at the tightest, thinnest part of the net, figuring if he can't hurt her he can at least take away her favored weapon. The net snaps.
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He would be a shish-kebab right now if Ace hadn't pulled that particular stunt, but instead he just takes a tumble off the horse, tucking and rolling and getting to his feet with his bow miraculously close and his quiver still completely stocked. He fires off a shot at the Sister. It seems to just bounce off.
"Son of a bitch," Dan mutters, keeping an eye on which direction his horse is running off towards. He preps another arrow, and the Sister cackles as monsters emerge from the smoke-
-and disappear entirely when they get within exactly fifteen feet of Dan.
That's interesting.
Not something to distract him, though, and he's still hoping to rid the Sister of her net and thus free Ace. He sends another arrow at the tightest, thinnest part of the net, figuring if he can't hurt her he can at least take away her favored weapon. The net snaps.