A bow materialized in Ace's hands.
Kael's heart skipped a beat; his mana flared instinctively. His staff's crystal began to glow brighter, readying whatever defensive options he had available. His face was tight with focus, his eyes locked on Ace's hands, waiting to see what shape the incoming attack would take.
Moon's eyes lingered on Ace for another moment.
He watched Ace slowly raise the bow, fingers reaching back smoothly to nock an arrow. The arrow itself was simple in appearance, unremarkable, just a thin shaft with a sharpened tip with no visible enchantment or flashy display of elements.
Moon's pupils dilated.
He had seen this movement before.
The memory was vivid, dredged up from a depth Moon hadn't expected to revisit today.
'Shit! Is it him...? But how... how is he here?' Moon cursed internally.
Moon could feel the pressure building around Ace's attack.
If this arrow reached Kael, the consequences wouldn't be a simple elimination.
He would die.
