The team nodded, grim expression on every face. They knew exactly what this fight was. Seven Evolvers against a Surpasser. Survival, was the realistic goal, not victory, and even that was going to take everything they had.
The Surpasser stopped a dozen meters away, still grinning, and raised its bow.
Moon dashed forward.
The elf loosed the string, and the arrow came so fast it shocked Moon.
It's too fast...
In a hurry, Moon activated Air Step and launched himself upward, vaulting clean over the incoming shot. The arrow tore through the space he'd occupied and kept flying, screaming across the wasteland in a dead straight line, and it didn't stop until it vanished into the distance nearly a kilometer away, where it detonated in a massive eruption of ice that threw a plume of white high into the ash-gray sky.
The team stared at the explosion and swallowed.
