The Woman Beyond the Gate
"Then there's no reason."
She sighed.
Victor looked toward the battlements again.
The soldiers had witnessed what happened.
They had seen their arrows become useless.
Yet they continued firing.
Again.
And again.
The cavern filled with the sharp sound of bowstrings.
Twack.
Twack.
Twack.
The noise echoed off the stone walls.
Victor shook his head.
"Stubborn."
Another arrow flew toward him.
He didn't even bother moving.
His hand simply rose.
His fingers closed around the shaft.
The arrow stopped dead in his grasp.
Victor glanced at it for a moment.
Then flicked his wrist.
The arrow shot back.
It crossed the distance before the archer could react.
The shaft punched straight through his throat.
The soldier's eyes widened.
His hands released the bow.
He stumbled backward.
Then disappeared from the battlement.
Another arrow came.
Victor caught it.
His expression didn't change.
He sent it back.
Another soldier fell.
Then another.
