The fourteen kobolds were angry, hissing and screaming. They chased after the killer of their comrade.
Red revealed himself, but he was quite smart with it. He showed himself in one moment, then he sought cover behind the thick canopy the next moment. He killed one archer, but there were still two more. He needed to be careful with them.
Sure enough, arrows were flying at him, but they had low accuracy, or he could say their accuracy was zero. None of the arrows hit him. He even slowed down, just to ensure the kobold didn't lose him. The protruding roots were quite challenging for them, hindering them from catching up.
Their anger just made it worse for some of them. They were seething, focusing on the red-skinned creature that some of them tripped by the roots.
Red could shake their pursuit easily if he wanted to, but that was not the plan. He increased the distance and spotted the ambush spot, but he made sure that the kobolds could still see him.
