Inspiration For Murder
It was frightening; the swiftness of the humanoid frog as it lunged forward, heading for a head-on collision with the arrow. At the last moment, as it seemed the arrowhead was set for a perfect hit, the monstrous creature swerved to the side, though not fully evading the projectile.
"--Huh?!"
Emilio witnessed it: the arrow that should've pierced the side of the frog's head instead only grazed it, not even leaving a wound as it seemed to be reflected by the natural slime oozing from its pores.
He immediately had to drop the bow, beginning to reach for the small blade kept in his pocket, but pausing for a second. A decision had to be made in that moment while he was being rushed by the enemy upon realization of something: the dagger's reach was far too short than what he was used to, and what would likely be effective against such a fast opponent.
…An arrow has more reach, but I doubt it'll be able to inflict any significant wound being used for melee, he thought.