Chapter 132: Only a Dozen or So?
His expression remained extremely calm.
He did not even bother dealing with the Gnoll already charging wildly toward him. Instead, with swift and efficient movements, he rapidly drew back the bowstring once more.
The bowstring trembled.
An arrow instantly tore through the air, as though it possessed eyes of its own, directly piercing into the eye socket of the Gnoll attacking Phoebe.
Fresh red blood mixed with brain matter splattered outward.
Driven by the tremendous impact, the Gnoll was thrown backward onto the muddy ground and died on the spot.
At the same time, the other Gnoll lunging at Lance had already opened its blood-soaked maw and rushed directly before him.
The distance between them was almost nonexistent.
The eyes beneath Lance’s hood glanced toward the monster.