“Ah…” someone muttered in awe.

Meanwhile…

“Kyahk! Kiii! Kiiihiiik! Kyaaaahk!” Gorgo shrieked in pain.

The Goblin Lord still managed to maintain its composure, as it shrieked in pain while looking around with its remaining eye to check for the shooter. Then, it saw ten riders in the distance looking at it.

Gorgo was certain they were human cavalry.

“Eh? It survived that?” said one of the human riders, a young man holding a bow. He seemed dissatisfied with the result.

“You…! You bastard! Who are you?! Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaahk!” Gorgo shrieked at the bow-wielding young man.

However, the young man did not respond to the Goblin Lord’s shrieks.

“Too bad, we would have sent it to the afterlife if the arrow went a bit deeper,” said another human beside the young man.

“I know right? It’s really too bad, tsk…!” the young man replied.

Thompson said, “That opportunity was rare.”

“There’s nothing we can do about it,” said the bow-wielding young man, Siegfried, and then he continued, “It was pretty far you know. It would be quite brazen and shameless of me to hope of killing that thing with a single arrow from so far away.”

“That’s true,” Thompson replied

“I’m not an archer as well, so I don’t think I could have lodged it any deeper than that,” Siegfried remarked.

“Do you think so?” Thompson asked.

“I’m certain,” Siegfried replied.

He knew very well that it was impossible...