Anya had returned to her position on the right of Jay by now, and was already sending bolts across the field, ending the nestlings in one hit.

As for Peter the lanky bow guy… well… needless to say, he was out of the battle now.

The pain must have been too immense, as all he could do was shake helplessly after his body recovered. The traumatic stress event had ruined him, and he was out of action for now – perhaps even for the next few days, maybe even weeks… Well, who knows how long.