About two minutes before the blood spear was driven home.
Kim Hotae was flying through the nearby sky.
“Hey, you idiots! Try aiming properly!”
“We can’t shoot, Guild Leader! We might hit you!”
“Damn it! I said shoot! I don’t care if you hit me!”
He’d gone to take down a hawk that was putting people working beyond the boundary in danger.
But the thing took off into the sky in the middle of the hunt, so they’d ended up in a chase.
Eventually, Kim Hotae managed to catch up and grab onto it.
It thrashed around, desperately trying to shake the human off.
The guild members were trying to shoot the raging hawk, terrified they’d hit Kim Hotae...
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