Sticking to the trees, Belladonna crept around the border of the clearing. Moving slowly and like the predator she truly was, she stalked around until she was completely flanking the herd.
There were ten of them total, so they needed to cull their numbers before facing the mini boss.
She found a thick enough branch to perch on, like an assassin ready to strike. Removing one of her knives, she pressed it against her wrist and channelled a small amount of mana into her bloodline so that when she removed her hand, the knife stayed stuck there as if it was held on by a magnet.
Then, once she was sure it was secure, she took a pair of her Stone-muncher musket balls from her bag and held one between her teeth while she loaded the other into her magnetic slingshot.
