Fortunately, Sebastian's defenses were strong. His spiritual energy shielded him, allowing him to withstand the arrows.
However, this was just the beginning. Each time he tried to break through the onslaught, he was forced back into the pavilion by the relentless barrage, with more arrows striking him.
Though his body resisted the impacts, his spiritual energy was depleting rapidly. If things continued this way, he would eventually be finished.
Using his hands, he began to catch the arrows mid-flight and throw them back at the crossbowmen.
Despite the distance of several hundred yards, his immense strength and spiritual energy allowed him to hit his targets with precision.
Screams echoed as a few of the crossbowmen fell into the pond after being struck by their own arrows.
However, there were simply too many of them. Killing a few had little impact, while his spiritual energy was being drained at an alarming rate.
He had no choice but to endure and fight through the attrition.
Through his relentless efforts, he managed to kill over 60 crossbowmen, slightly easing the pressure on him.
Sensing an opening, Sebastian charged toward a weak point in their defenses.
He dashed across the water, ignoring most of the arrows unless they aimed for his vital points like his eyes or ears. Only then would he block them.
Caspian watched coldly from a distance, his expression confident.
In fact, he was shaken and afraid. He knew exactly how deadly these arrows were. Even he could only withstand a few of them at best.

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