Zectas Volume III: Malediction of Veneficatl Valley
for her and said. "By the way, Jinggu took my battalion to the labyrinth. Weise, Rasant, and Stark are also there with him. So, you don't have to worry about the militia. They're scheduled to arrive at any minute now."

Sierra gave Sharur's shoulders a tight squeeze as she stood beside him. This sudden gesture jolted the OrkElf as it took him by surprise.

"Everything seems to be in order. Sharur, Thyrsus, when Jinggu arrives assemble the entire battalion over to the training grounds, and make sure that only the militia members are there." said Seirra.

Sharur and Thyrsus bowed their heads as they left to follow her instructions.

An hour and thirty minutes passed before the entire militia units were gathered. Thyrsus placed scouts to keep a lookout for outsiders. Sierra stood in front of her militia and addressed them. "The past few days of continuous hunting in the mausoleum had been a great success. Sharanga, if you please?"

The WoodElf Huntress brought out the gathered loot. In the past five days they amassed a total of six-hundred-fifty composite bows, one-hundred wooden rods, and twenty skull helms.

Aside from the weapons and equipment, their militia's level also greatly increased. The lowest member of their militia was now at level 72.

With everything prepared, Sierra proceeded.

"I know what you're all thinking. What are those items for? Well, the skull helms are equippable to melee based fighters. That's why I've decided to give each platoon leader a special helm as a symbol of leadership."

Then, she signalled Gandiva to stand in front of the composite bows.

"Now, let me turn your attention over to commander Gandiva."

It was a rare sight for the tigress Lioumerean to be serious, but there she was with a stern straight face. She was accompanied by four Fishermen from her militia battalion.

"I've trained these four brave men just minutes ago, and I'd like to show all of you the results of their newly gained ability."

Gandiva gave them a nod, and the four Fishermen picked their throwing spears and aimed at the targets that were twenty meters away from them. All of them released their fishing spears and hit their targets dead center.

"For most of you, this is your maximum distance. It is impressive, but we could get more shots in if we could fire at a longer range."

The Lioumerean then pointed to a new set of targets that had a distance of forty meters. This time, the Fishermen went over to the pile of composite bows that Sharanga had prepared.

They switched out their fishing spears for the composite bows. They went back to the target site and aimed at the new targets.

All four of the Fishermen released their arrows and hit their marks that was twice the distance as before.

"I was sent over to Centeo city to gain this ability called, Bowfishing. With this it will guarantee our increase in offensive power."

Sierra found this special ability online. There was a post about two Zectian friends who were a Fishermen and a Hunter who polished this hidden ability together.

She was glad that Gandiva was able to learn the ability and was now able to teach it to the Fishermen in their militia. The tigress Lioumerean went on with her demonstration.

"The five of us will teach four persons at a time. I estimate that by the next three days, all the Fishermen will be able to use our gathered composite bows."

Their militia cheered as Gandiva finished her demonstration.

Sharur whispered over to Sierra and asked.

"Gandiva also got the Guildium, right? So, why aren't we making a guild yet?"

"I'm still thinking of a name and I want to hear Smoke's opinion. After all he will be the guild leader, even if its just in name."
 
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    Adder was still unconscious. Smoke was about to apply first aid on Adder's chest wound. He propped up his injured friend against the glowing green boulder. Before he could do anything else, Adder's wound began to close all by itself.

"Igniz, can you brighten

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