I traverse along the pathway of darkness and imagination… Entering the realm born by human imaginations… Challenging Harry Potter’s magic, commanding the great Pirates of the Caribbean Terminating the Terminator’s strength, tearing apart the Matrix’s Hallucination Virus is my slave Endurance my inheritance Growing and hunting in the boundless universe Breaking through boundaries in a mysterious space Desiring evil, conspiracy and betrayer. Who can redeem what was already lost In a battle of demons who can leave an immortal legacy A declining Trump card, Ultimate evolution! I’m… on a journey! We are one!
Currently, in the eyes of others, Sheyan was just an Orc corpse that was stabbed full of arrows. The only thing that may cause suspicion was that more arrows seemed to have fallen around this Orc than in other places.
But the difference was not too outrageous. Perhaps it had something to do with the leather armour worn by the dead Orc - perhaps it was a high quality armour, or perhaps the Orc wore an extra layer of metal armour inside because he was a coward - so he required more shots to kill. There were countless reasons that could explain it.
Of course, if a contestant tried shooting Sheyan, the contestant would surely receive the relevant notifications in the battle log. The specific numbers would probably be suppressed by Sheyan's high Perceptive Sense, but the contestant would definitely realise that he had found a big fish.