"Withdraw!" Smolder signaled his men. They flew in one place. They formed a triangle. Their wings flapped rapidly while they readied their bows and arrows promptly.
"Attack!" Smolder pointed his arrow and stretched his bow. When the arrowhead had glowed, he released it together with the others.
The arrows shimmered and glittered as one. Before they reached their target, they had united into one big arrowhead. It pierced a hole through the giant octopus' head.
Smolder did not wait for its reaction. "Repeat!" he yelled once again. Every time he strained the bow, his men followed the action. "Attack!"
Foreman Andrews could not see the men but he could count the number of arrows that impaled the creature that was made of rock. The arrows had one target--its head!
Each time an arrow reach
