Tables Turned!
The death of Jiva sent ripples of shock through the ranks of the assembled warriors. Kent, however, was far from done. He moved through the battlefield with a lethal grace, his chariot continuing its unstoppable advance. His hands became a blur once more as he drew arrow after arrow from his divine quiver, each one loosed with deadly precision.
A warrior from the 5th Realm, a burly man named Dragan who was known for his brute strength, ran forward, brandishing a massive war hammer.
"I'll crush you! Let's see if your arrows can pierce my armor!" He roared a challenge, his voice booming over the battlefield.
Kent just smirked and pulled the bow string to the fullest. As Dragan charged, Kent released a single arrow that glowed with a red light. The arrow streaked across the battlefield, and before Dragan could even swing his hammer, it struck him in the chest.