Harel stopped his ejection by planting his sickle on the ground. He then hurried back to the Shadow, giving it no time to approach his companions. The instant he arrived, he dropped his sickle on the Shadow's skull. The latter lifted its remaining hand to Harel's wrist, blocking his offensive. The hunter, unbalanced, fell vulgarly to the ground. But while the Shadow was about to finish him, an object brushed its head; it was a small wooden container. A fraction of a second later, an arrow wrapped in a thin reddish aura hit the container.