The knights murmured amongst themselves, their apprehension turning to awe as Michael readied himself.
"He's attacking alone?" someone whispered.
The doubts vanished as Michael mounted Marcus, bow in hand, and descended toward the enemy.
High above, Michael steadied himself on Marcus's back, surveying the enemy convoy below. The supply wagons formed the heart of the column, flanked by soldiers on all sides.
Michael nocked five arrows simultaneously and aimed at the enemy column below. As the bowstring released, the arrows shot through the air with a piercing sound, striking down five targets instantly.
The precision and speed of his attack left the enemy dumbfounded. Panic spread as soldiers looked around in confusion, searching for the source of the attack. Michael wasted no time, lifting his bow again and unleashing another volley.