Ryncol's Companion

Whoosh!

An arrow tore through the air at a very high speed, with a swirl of wind spiraling around its tip. Behind it were two more arrows, and behind those two, was a fast moving shadow.

Ryncol dashed through the dense shrubbery of the Alanca Forest at a high speed as he chased down an injured Worclaw Eagle. The Worclaw Eagle was relatively young, and it was just D rank, but Ryncol greatly aspired to catch the bird alive.

Caw! Caw! Blood dripped from the sky above as the Worclaw Eagle lost its balance, diving down below the canopy of the trees. One of Ryncol's arrows had hit its other wing.

'There!' Ryncol gathered strength in his legs and dashed forward, flashing forward. In the blink of an eye, he had gone over ten meters forward, leaping into the air, and snatching the falling eagle by its ankles.

'Got it!' He grinned widely as he landed nimbly atop a branch.

Caw...