Eric caught the incoming arrow.
This time, however, it was a close call. He had grabbed the fletching; if he'd been just five or six centimeters slower, the arrowhead would have torn through his neck.
'My reflexes seem to have slowed down.'
'Probably a side effect of the Frenzy Potion. I wonder how long it will last.'
"You sure travel in style. Always have a Divine Archer for a bodyguard?"
"Of course. Now, you should put me down, then think of a way to make me forget this unpleasantness and cheer me up. If you do, I might consider letting you go. Otherwise, my subordinate will definitely stuff your ass full of his arrows."
"You talk a little too much, don't you? Don't forget, you're just a prisoner! If I felt like it, I could shove this arrow up your ass right now. Of course, compared to your ass, I can think of a much better place to stick it."
Eric pressed the arrow against the girl's backside, then shifted it slightly in a certain direction.
