"See anything interesting?" Molc asked, sitting on the ground as he watched the horizon intently, as the one holding the talent his crossbowmanship, it was only natural that he was amongst the most present in the group that launched stuff at the undeads from safety, his accuracy was perfect and he could strike from great distances, in fact, he had managed to damage and defeat the most undeads out of everyone, his precision making up for the fact that they were told not to reveal their full strength so early on.
Though, actually putting down the undead this way was a hassle, even the regular soldiers with a veil of mail on their heads were egregiously resilient to damage, they just refused to fall apart, and honestly, he felt that he had only managed to get some because the realm was actively working against them, were they standing on neutral ground, they probably could have shrugged off even more punishment than this.
