The powershot struck with force way beyond what a mundane bow could, the golem's head snapped back in a whiplash upon impact. It remained in place for several long seconds, yet with seemingly great difficulty it rigidly rose to the original position. The arrow had sunken several inches into the face, right at the spot Carnatia had struck earlier. Several shards of the shattered eye had came loose, uneven crystals gleaming with potent energy that clattered on the stone floor.

Errant mana bleed out of the faceplate, crackling red not dissimilar to the wounds on the chest. But even then the pulsation did not cease. Mana continued to build up, deep humming thrum that echoed as it travelled from the core to the head... no, something was different. The bottom core was visibly dimmer than a few moment earlier, though whatever implication it had was up to individual interpretations.