668 Thirds

As much as Aina trusted Leonel, the feeling of whipping wind slicing so close to her body couldn't help but make her freeze for a moment. It wasn't like Leonel had never supported her from the rear like this before. In fact, this was their favorite battle style whenever they fought together. The main issue was that usually Leonel's arrows would be half a foot from her at the closest, he had never toed the line like this before. 

Luckily, Leonel had already accounted for the chance of Aina freezing. 

His arrows tore past her, two curving toward the snout of the prowling creature and the last shooting for its last remaining eye. 

Distracted by the arrows, the creature couldn't take advantage of Aina's lapse, immediately finding itself targeted in some of its most sensitive regions. 

PENG! PENG! PENG!

The creature reacted quickly, swiping its paw and knocking down all three arrows at once.