Froma was sure that not a single person had an idea of what she had been through. Even if she explained it, it wouldn't have been enough. Even those that had experienced a near-death and managed to come back, they only knew a fraction of what she had gone through.
With the amount that had died on the battlefield, the effect of the cursed weapon had taken a heavy mental toll on her. Froma wasn't sure she would ever be the same again, and she wasn't sure if she could even force herself to fire the bow again.
Yet, here she was using the bow once more. Her entire hands were shaking as it was drawn from her body, and the words she had spoken, five thousand.
'I just have to let go… I just have to let go!' Froma could feel the energy building up, but if she didn't let go and pull on the string, the large ball of energy wouldn't flow into the air.
"ARGHH!" A man screamed in pain as a sword was launched from the other side. It had dug right into his head, killing him on the spot.
"Sully!" Another screamed as they rushed over. They went to check on the individual, but it was quite clear that the life had already disappeared from his eyes.
"The longer I take into pulling this bow, the more people will die! At least I know I won't die from it, no matter what I experience!" Froma said as she pulled the bow.
A large amount of energy formed, flying into the air, and the condensed red circle started to grow in size.
Those on the battlefield had seen this displayed once before. They knew what was to come next. Some of them instantly decided to turn around, running in the other direction, hoping that the arrows wouldn't reach them.
While others braced themselves, readying their skills to fight back against the attack.
Right out of the giant red energy ball, arrows started to fall—thousands of them descended at once. For the first time since the Behemoth Clan had started their conquest, they felt true fear. They were shaking.
Some went to strike the arrows that came at them using their techniques, but just like before, the arrows seemed somewhat alive, sensing what had occurred and swiveled out of the way like a snake.
They pierced right through the warriors regardless of what Qi they used to protect themselves.
Some others were successful in hitting the arrows, waiting for the perfect time, trying not to panic themselves. With their skills and Qi, if they were calm enough, they could eliminate the arrow on the spot.
However, there was a bigger issue this time: there were far more arrows than before. Blocking one arrow in a panic took all of their Qi and concentration, and they forgot about the others that would pierce their vitals from behind.
Then there were those that were successful, who had techniques focused on blocking attacks. Some of the stronger warriors were able to help block the attacks from the others.
"Where are the Pillars? If we get to them, maybe they can produce a large-scale attack to block the arrows!" one of the warriors said as he ran back through the crowd of Behemoth Clan members.
A red arrow was chasing him, and he was fighting all the temptation in the world not to look back and see how close the arrow was.
"Face the arrow, that's the best chance you've got. The Pillars are dead."
"The Pillars are what?" The man slowed down slightly due to the news, and upon hearing it, the arrow pierced right through his chest.
The arrows had killed many in the front row of the Behemoth Clan and a few in the back. The confusion among the large numbers had also caused a strange pushback as some looked to be retreating.
As for those that managed to do so, Alba, Cronker, and his Red Headband assassination group were cleaning up the field nicely.
"Head back, regroup, don't push too far forward!" Alba ordered, raising her sword, and the rest of the members did just that.
Looking up at the wall, she could see Froma standing there, her whole body shaking.
'You are a brave, brave woman, Froma… as the youngest member of the Crimson Crane, you've taken on a lot. The town of Flendon owes you a lot.'
All of the arrows had fallen, and in turn, the damage was done. Now the energy needed to return back to Froma. She had jumped down from the wall, and she could see all of the energy coming back to her.
"Can you look after my body for me… make sure I don't get too skinny when I wake up, alright?" Froma asked Fixteen.
He quickly got up and embraced her with a big hug. He could feel what was coming and remembered the reaction she had last time. The energy went right to Froma, and in an instant, she could feel everything at once.
A deafening scream came from her lungs, but it only lasted a second. She had passed out, but even in Fixteen's arms, her entire body was convulsing, moving everywhere because of the pain.
On the battlefield, Sha Mo had been fighting non-stop against Rayna and her group. He wasn't struggling at all, but things were frustrating for him because of a certain individual, Safa.
Just as he decided he was about to do something about this, that was when he saw the carnage coming from the wall, and the arrows falling, killing a large number of his Clan members.
'The Behemoth Clan has already taken a far bigger hit than I ever thought!' Sha Mo said as his Qi rose all over his body.
"There is clearly someone over there that can cause a lot of trouble. I'll deal with it myself!"
Sha Mo was a few kilometers out from the wall, but it didn't matter. He lifted his foot up and slammed it onto the ground. His Qi was injected precisely into the fissures on the floor, and it had cut out a perfect piece of the flooring.
Using the power of his Qi, the giant large piece of land had broken from the floor and rose into the air. Sha Mo then caught it with both of his hands, holding the giant piece over his head.
"I just have to take down the wall myself!" Sha Mo shouted, as he hurled the large piece of land through the air. It was heading straight for the town of Flendon and was large enough to crush the wall in one go.