The Voice

*Fwoosh!*

The 4 archers beside Dream loosed their arrows before he even finished his sentence. And like beams of light, all four arrows headed straight for the demon that failed to kill the fighter.

"Growl..."

Sensing the danger, the assassin demon separated himself from the fighter and disappeared. All four arrows hit the ground only a split second later, exploding with their spells.

"Damn."

The archers cursed having missed their target. While those arrows probably could've killed the assassin, its agility was extremely high and they had to deal with its fast reactions. That was hard to do when they were far away. Their arrows were fast, but not that fast.

But when Dream saw this, he knew he could help. While those archers needed distance to gather power and mana for their arrows, his guns were the opposite. The closer the better. So he dashed over to the airspace above the battle with his flux-railgun, waiting for the assassins to appear again.

At this point, the demons had lost 8 w
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