The shock turned into alarm and pain as the arrows hit their mark.
Although my ballista bees weren't the most experienced, and my ballistas didn't have the best quality, with the target of the human size of this world, it was almost impossible to miss.
The volley of arrows passed in an arch over my head and hit the torch-bearer almost at the end of their range.
Most of them got stuck in his clothing, but there were enough arrows that struck his face or the hand he raised to protect it. Some fell off, but several dozen arrows stayed stuck in the flesh. Compared to the giant, they looked like toothpicks, but this had to hurt.
Especially since all these arrows were tipped with venomous stingers.
Together, the shots dealt 11 damage, bringing the man's health to 〔84/95〕. And the venom was spreading.
Immediately after, he yelped in pain and dropped his giant torch to clutch the wounded places—although he quickly realized his mistake and held the wounded hand out.
