Divyat rushed forwards, his boost of speed absolutely insane as it was not just fueled by his higher Qi Condensation cultivation, but by his wind Sylph cultivation technique.
The spirits of the wind reduced air resistance as he rushed forwards, ending up in front of a demure looking Rizal sect/ empire solider/disciple. Divyat swung his bow, its edges akin to a blade as her head was separated from her shoulders.
He twisted with the momentum pulling out an arrow and knocking it in the same motion before releasing, watching impassively as it went through three individuals.
He shifted the bow to his left hand as his right hadn't pulled back, glowing blue qi gathered around his palm as his hands turned into a fist, water vapor literally condensing out of thin air as he created an elemental phenomenon at the Qi condensation realm.
[Rain Dancer Fist: Midnight Monsoon]