Black Shadow looked at Ashla as she said "This is it. We're at a dead end, we have to face him..." He pulled out his bow and redied an arow. okay, he has strenth, but there's two of us. all we need to do is surprise him. He thought to himself as he fired his arrow. The leader easily sliced the arrow in mid air, stopping it in its path. "Hahaha, you think that one of your silly arrows will kill me... Ardon Firil." The man said with a devilish smile on his face. Black Shadow's anger towards this man grew incredibly after he heard hs name repeated. You little son of a... calm down, calm down. You'll never win with anger. The leader charged, his sword held high in the air. Black Shadow took out one of his arows and ducked below the swing of the worriors sword. as he passed by, he stabbed the horses leg, sending the man flying off the edge. Black Shadow walked over to the cliff, caught off guard when the man grabbed his leg while holding onto a fine. He struggled to maintain balance. He pulled away, also pulling up the leader himself. Black Shadow used another arrow to stab the rider in the hand, causing him to release his leg, giving him time to take a few steps back.