But it was...too late, as the arrow sliced past her cheek, plunging itself into the ground beside her.
"Who—?!" Watching her blood on the ground, Zara exclaimed, her face twisting in anger.
From the trees above, Serena exhaled. Her hands were much more steady now, and with a wicked, charming smile on her face, she summoned another arrow from her inventory. Placing it in the strings of the bow, she fired again.
Meanwhile, Zara was still trying to process where the arrow had come from when her danger sense blared. By instinct, she attempted to dodge to the side, narrowly avoiding an arrow aimed at her torso. Although she successfully evaded the full impact, it still managed to graze the side of her arm.
"Tch!" Zara hissed, her blue eyes flaring with anger. She pressed a hand to the wound. Blood stained her pale skin, but she didn't stop moving.