CHAPTER 973
Lilly did not relent.
Arrows were flying forward with unwavering consistency, carving through the air with lethal intent.
However, her supply was dwindling rapidly, and her quiver was becoming empty by the second.
After four more rapid-fire shots, she reached back only to find the leather casing void of ammunition.
"More!" she shouted, her voice cutting through the din of war.
Her fingers were already bruised and raw from the relentless strain of her long-range assault.
It was largely because of her tireless efforts that the enemies remained unable to close the distance to the main gate.
Before they could advance significantly, they would be neutralized by her marksmanship.
Her precision was top-notch, and her reloading skill was virtually unheard of among archers of her tier.
Within a mere heartbeat of letting a shaft fly, another arrow was already notched on the string before the previous one had even reached its apex.
