"We need to withdraw these old men da fuck outta here people!" yelled Andros. They are old as castles, but they move as if they were youngsters, as if they knew The Art of Combat, mhhm Westerosi that know the eastern ways?, Dao Shi! of course, Zhi-Mi's grand father, he is the only Zhanshi besides Zhi-Mi who ever set foot on Westeros, I remember old Dao telling stories of two young boys as his pupils, but that was years ago, maybe these two are those two, AWESOME!.
Andros had a bow, running while clearing the way for the rest of the group carrying a corpse, and a possible future corpse. A bowman shot an arrow aiming for Aaly, Andros caught the arrow midway, threw it back to the original shooter's shoulder.
He drew an arrow, ready for any other archer, thats where he spotted another one, the archer shot an arrow, and at the same time Andros shot his, Andros managed to intercept the enemy arrow with his own. then he rolled in the ground and threw a rock at the archer's head.
Andros is right handed, what makes him so fast at shooting and reloading his arrows, is he does not place his arrow in the left side but rather in the right side of the bow, same result, much faster reloading, another thing; he carries three arrows in his hand at all times, to shoot them almost simultaneously. Another thing he does is he shoots with his two hands rather than only one.
Finally, we are getting away from this bloody place, there are just too many soldiers, we have skill, but sometimes numbers overwhelm skill only sometimes like this occasion, we need to reach the checkpoints before we can go to camp, if not they will track our arses down, but we need to do it fast, fast as wind.
The Speakers finally arrived to camp. Oscur, healer of the team rapidly check on Winston, and turned to the wounded old man, he remove the bolt, and gave him a weird mixture of herbs to begin healing his wound, after a couple of minutes, Os approached the rest of the group saying "Modafucka is gon live".
...To Be Continued in the next book