His head abruptly snapped to the side, sharp instincts flaring to life.
His eyes narrowed, locking onto the precise location of the assailant.
Without hesitation, his figure blurred forward, a streak of motion cutting through the air, as he moved to eliminate her first.
Leaving her unchecked would only invite further complications.
After all, where there was one attacker, there were surely others waiting in the shadows.
Engaging them all at once would be far from ideal.
'I wonder how many soldiers the military has deployed here'
Anthony thought as he advanced.
As Anthony closed the distance with swift, predatory strides, the woman remained motionless.
She stood amidst the cluster of trees, a faint, knowing smile tugging at her lips as she watched him approach, calm, composed, unshaken.
Ordinarily, an archer would retreat, seeking distance to rain down arrows from safety.
But she defied convention.
