After gaining a huge boost in skills and access to an unending supply of mana and world energy for free thanks to Nirvana Armor and Hermes Staff… Armin was no longer a weak link of the group.
Previously, he could make use of flora and fauna around him but saints always battled high in the air. So there were a lot of restrictions on how he could face an opponent in an open battle. But now… things finally turned in the Pathfinder general's favor.
"Give the princess to me and I won't have to kill you." spoke Volka, the blue wolfkin saint archer after he nocked an arrow, giving one last warning.
"I'm tasked with protecting the princess. So if you want to touch her… you'll have to do that over my dead body." replied Armin without the slightest hint of fear in his tone.
"Ah, so even weaklings look down on me now I see." said Volka and the next moment, he raised his bow towards the two suns in the sky and shot the red glowing arrow.
Shoot!
