Straining his muscles, Arthur aimed at a distance zombie. He released the shot which traveled at near light speeds hitting the ground with a loud boom.
He hissed in annoyance, archery was too hard. Dismissing his bow, Caelith who sat on top a floating rock said, "That was awfully close for someone who's splitting his focus."
"Awfully close don't give needed results, accuracy does. I need accuracy." Arthur said dismissing the bow. "I would advise you practice with your guns then, they are easier to aim with although a bit loud."
Rolling his eyes, "If I didn't know that my gun wouldn't have been for fancy." Caelith looked back at the group few paces away from them. "You know they aren't much zombies here, even if they are, they would be low levels."
"Multiple low levels could spell your demise. " He said kneeling on one knee and staring before them. "We could easily handle a horde, even if they are undying" Caelith sighed.
