Red Dragon actually dodged the arrow, but Zaren didn't pay much attention. Direct attacks are easy to dodge; it's the hidden ones that are hard to guard against, and he was a master at those.
Leon naturally wouldn't let Hunting Demon comfortably draw his bow. Offense is the best defense, he thought, and turned to pounce towards Hunting Demon. Considering the hall was filled with huge iron columns which could interfere with swinging a sword, he didn't draw out Catastrophe Blade from the small space of Sleeve of the Universe.
Seeing the Red Dragon lunging at him, a roar rang beside his ear, far from panicking—he had fought through bloody battles, what could be more terrifying than that—he smiled slightly and, holding the Brass Crossbow, sprinted behind a column.
If one didn't see it, it would be hard to imagine such a big and strong, almost overweight devil was not a warrior but an agile Ranger.
