294. Another War

Seven days later, amidst the gore and blood that painted the street, a group of people rushed to the nearby alleyway to shake off their pursuers within the maze-like city. 

A second later, multiple objects were shot at the group as the tip of those items glinted under the bright sunlight. They were arrows. But unlike ordinary arrows, these arrows were wrapped in putrid stench liquid and colored in pitch black, while its arrow head's edges were jagged instead. 

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