Kitagawa: "Orson, are you still trying to struggle? Have you asked Lady Naoko about this? Besides, your flight advantage is useless against me!"
His words were barely out when a white, enchanted arrow shot straight into the sky, incredibly swift and trailing a strange aura. It had a homing effect: once it locked onto a target within a thousand meters, there was no escape, and death was guaranteed.
"Absolute Star Archer, your lock-on is impressive, but unfortunately, your damage is pathetic," Orson said with a faint smile.
"Flame Demon Eruption."
The enchanted arrow struck Orson, but instead of damaging him, it sparked a ripple of flames across his body.
"No damage?" Kitagawa's eyes widened in shock. Then, more than a dozen fire serpents formed, automatically rebounding and heading straight back towards him.
"Swift Arrow Storm!"