Author POV
From the repeated attacks of poisonous arrows that was showering him just now, Alaric could conclude that whoever was behind all of this purposely stayed hidden and surrounded Alaric and Isabella from afar.
Crack—
One of the arrows he managed to catch earlier broke into two in his grip, and he tossed both broken arrowheads aside, creating a small sound as they hit the rocks on the ground.
If things continued like this, Alaric would not have many options left.
He knew they were surrounded from all sides, and Alaric could not make rash decisions to attack and leave Isabella alone here—he was afraid that if he turned his face away for a moment, he would lose her again.
Alaric saw a small movement at the corner of his eye as he quickly reacted by looking up. Isabella ran to
