After swallowing the antidote, Xiong Yun charged toward the bowman. Behind him, the illusory image of a giant monkey materialized, its massive fists wreathed in blue flames. In an instant, the distance between them vanished; space held no meaning for a Return To Void cultivator.
But the bowman wasn't alone.
The two cultivators flanking him reacted swiftly. One drew twin daggers, both blades slick with a red liquid; the other unsheathed a thin rapier coated with the same substance. As droplets fell to the sand, a sharp hiss and curls of crimson smoke rose into the air.
The other two Red Pole scouts popped identical pills into their mouths before moving behind Xiong Yun. One brandished a two-handed sword, the other a long bamboo pole.
