Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-34818102-20181113013724/@comment-31336039-20181127232831

He get out and cock his arbalest.

The power of his weapon was such that he needed to turn a little winch, like on a balista, to store the energy needed for shooting. But it took time.

On the other hand, nothing resisted the projectile. Except for a wurm maybe ...He remembered shooting one once with this weapon. Smashing the monster on the ground. However, she recovered, and Fayard did not wait to know the results ...

''Clic! The weapon ready he cast a careful eye into the building.''