The Strange Bow
"Shut up," Aroon wasn't in the mood right now.
He stood in his place motionless for a long time while watching her back disappear from his eyes before slowly muttering, "If you asked me better, I'll tell you I know how exactly you feel."
He shook his head and turned his gaze towards the dungeon. "She… took me wrongly for some kid who got himself a mecha to play with."
"That's all your fault," Aroon said in a tone that was filled with anger.
"We didn't ask for you to strip our powers away or limit it to only twins!"
"You and your high profile sh*t," Aroon was now feeling more anger while starting to run in the dungeon direction. "One day you'll understand, one day you'll get to know everything… you are just filled with lies, no different than all those bastards living in their ivory towers away from all this sh*t!"
Yet the system preferred to stay silent this time and not argue with him.
"Yeah, do the best old men always do… shut your mouth when you are needed most to talk."
"Then what matters?"
"Screw you and your old philosophy," Aroon cursed while taking a rapid glance over the direction Catrine vanished.
She wasn't faking what she just said earlier. She seemed deeply hurt, just like him, just like every other fallen down here. And that was why her words found their way easily deep down his soul.
The system warned him before a long shot arrived fast. "Damn it," he jumped over and evaded it before another one was shot faster than the first.
"Are they higher than those from before?" he couldn't help but ask.
Aroon instantly switched gears by simply imagining the shield he summoned before.
This time it was shining with golden light and some fire wisps were dancing on its edge.
"Bang!"
"Holy sh*t!"
The next couple of minutes weren't that pleasant for him. The speed and momentum of those projectiles were on a totally new level, something so fiercer than the hunters he fought before.
And he just got himself kicked by one of those.
"I'm not," Aroon stood up before jumping over the side to evade another one of those darts. "What's happening? Why isn't my shield able to block them?"
He jumped again while ditching any idea of using his shield to defend himself. The last time he got his shield thrown to the side by one dart and the next one just came directly towards his chest.
And it still hurts him.
"Can you elaborate more?" Aroon asked while jumping again, "why the hell they attack like an entire army of monsters are waiting for me there?"
"I can see a but coming."
"Why is my shield failing?"
Aroon glanced for the distance remaining till those hunters, and it wasn't small. "Any suggestions?" he asked.
Aroon got the idea and the next moment he ditched his fancy shield and got himself a bow.
"Let's see how you can handle me," he said viciously while jumping in the air to evade an incoming while hitting the string as hard as he could.
And an arrow just plunged in the air like a cannon before falling fast over the distant dungeon.
"Oh yeah baby," he screamed in triumph when a cloud of dust rose up from out there.
"How?!" Aroon was shocked but the next wave of attack proved the system's words to be right. "Damn it, I need to get closer or get something to help me spot them from this far."
"But…" he suddenly paused before ditching his bow and imagined something different.
A bow, but this one looked slightly different than the other.
"Do you know that old folks used glasses with different thickness to magnify things? It's an old myth I once read about, and never thought to try it out."
Aroon held a bow that had a strange section in it, a circular extension that was right in the middle and hung to the main bow with a small piece of wood.
Inside there were a group of five different shaped and sized glasses stacked together in regular intervals.
"If you ask me, I believe a telescope would be better but I failed to summon one bow with it."
"You are… a magician of ancient times. You have no advanced technology like ours, right?" Aroon said while finding it hard to know more about the origin of the system.
"Yeah, technology from the cold era of our history."