Chapter 152: Lord Vance
Each bolt became individually trackable despite their overwhelming numbers.
Magical enhancement created visible auras around the projectiles while their trajectory calculations became readable mathematics rather than inevitable destruction.
Ethan stepped aside with flowing precision, his enhanced agility carrying him through gaps between projectiles that existed for microseconds before closing again. Each movement appeared minimal, but positioned him exactly where death couldn’t reach.
CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!
Enhanced bolts struck stone pathways with explosive force, their power creating craters in reinforced architecture. But their target had simply ceased occupying the targeted space.
Martin stared in disbelief as every shot missed despite perfect targeting calculations. "Impossible. The system is foolproof. No one can evade that density of fire."
The automated crossbows began reloading, their magical cores channeling energy into fresh ammunition while targeting arrays recalculated firing solutions.
But Ethan had already identified the system’s limitations. Sophisticated targeting meant nothing when facing velocity that transcended the parameters used for calculation algorithms.
"Impressive technology," he called up to Martin with genuine appreciation. "Blueprint from higher-level territories, based on the enhancement patterns. Quite powerful within its operational parameters."
Martin fumbled for his personal weapon while shouting additional warnings into communication crystals. His Peak-Silver capabilities meant nothing against individual power that operated beyond established measurement scales entirely.
"All units! Target demonstrates extreme evasion capabilities! Conventional weapons ineffective! Request immediate magical bombardment!"