Chapter 105 - Strike Without a Whisper
Night had fallen.
Darkness draped itself over the peaks of the mountainous region, thick and heavy. The sharp edges of the stone formations around them offered just enough coverage. Shelter where the team now crouched in silence, hidden and waiting to execute the plan they’d prepared all day.
The moon had yet to rise high. The night was deep, and with the thick clouds above, shadows swallowed everything. Visibility was low, and that worked in their favor. It concealed them.
Only Tave and Panpan stood apart, at a higher vantage point, concealed behind three tall trees with wide trunks that shielded their forms. They stood near the edge, eyes locked on the sky, their stealth skills fully active.
Far in the distance, the flying reptilian monsters, those same ones Tave had scouted the day before, had begun to appear again. They twisted and circled wildly in the night sky, like predators sensing the air for something to crush. Anything. They responded to the faintest motion, the lightest sound.
In a situation like this, any mistake, any movement, any noise, could draw them in.
And that would be a disaster.
Panpan had already drawn her bow, a glowing energy arrow notched and ready. She held her aim steady, eyes narrowed as she tracked one of the creatures in the distance.
"Make sure to hit just one," Tave whispered, voice barely more than breath. "No sound."
The monsters weren’t flying close to each other, not exactly. There was a distance between them. Enough to isolate one if they were careful.
Only, the distance between them and the monsters was vast. Far beyond what most would consider an ideal range. Firing an arrow from this far wasn’t just difficult. It bordered on impossible.