He left again to meet this new tension-givers. They were slow at marching. They must have stopped twice from the time he saw them easier. Definitely not Soldier materials.
He stopped mid air above them. “A magician. A magician!” the soldiers in front alerted their General. Koline came lower for a better view.
They’re were thousands. Must be all the military they could muster. Why work this hard, for what exactly? Were they stupid?
The stretching of bows snapped Koline out of his thoughts. Five men were pointing arrows at him.
They were stupid alright.
They shot with much ferocity in their eyes but it later turn to frustration-mixed-with-anger when the bows stopped mid air. They drag out more arrows from their back and stretched to make another shot. Koline smiled, he could go on an
