The band started to relentlessly fire arrows now that they were within shooting range. "Aim for the beast", Bui yelled, and so they did. However, his men were only hitting the Armadillo-Lion's thick scale, achieving nothing. An arrow fly past his head, and hit the man behind him in the chest, knocking him off his horse. Bui cursed, and knocked another shaft and took his time to air carefully. He fired, and watched it sail in a perfect arc, and hit its mark; the right hind-leg of the beast. Weakened, it quickly began to slow down. Another arrow, Bui couldn't tell from who, hit the girl at the back of the Armadillo-Lion. More arrows followed, raining down on them. Bui grinned. This was the hunt's climax. 

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Chou stopped abruptly as he reached the end of the forest. Beyond him lay a vast plain, and what looked like two parties of people; one hunting the other. He quickly took cover, as not to be noticed, but kept an eye on the field. He felt ashamed he could do nothing but watch.