There was no cover. He was out in the open and entirely exposed. All Justin could do was duck low and try to make himself as small a target as possible.

"Alive, you fool!" Yordar shouted, sprinting up from behind the archer. And he snap-kicked the archer in the small of his back.

The archer stumbled forward. His arrow left his bowstring with a twang but flew harmlessly sidelong and bounced across the ground. He tried to catch himself, but it was hopeless. He didn't start ...