Simon glanced at the falling pieces of the arrow while hanging mid air with one hand.
His eyes were narrowed, then a second later, his ears twitched as he heard another sound of the wind being split apart.
He tilted his body slightly, and another arrow struck the wall, shattering into pieces.
If he had not been dodged, the arrow would have pierced his waist.
"Hmm."
Simon looked down, then he saw that some of his other classmates also had arrows fired at them.
A few were not able to react and were struck.
Some fell due to the shock of being struck.
Some did not let go despite an arrow sticking out of their body.
Some dodged the arrow, but as a result, their fingers or toes slipped, forcing them to let go and fall.
Some dodged the arrow, and like Simon, they did not fall.
The screams of those who fell echoed in the surroundings, and Simon glanced at them with an indifferent expression before continuing his climb.
