Is it Wrong to Copy Abilities in Apocalypse?

*Woosh*

"W-What the hell?!"

"Wh-Why's he moving out of the area—?!"

Panicked screams. Terrorized by the sole existence of a single item that would chase after you if you got in its line of sight.

In that lush green forest of Muzaffarnagar, with fear in their eyes, they ran—ran with all they had—as the being they thought wouldn't move away was now hunting them down.

*Pierce*

The sound of flesh and bones being pierced just made the horrified look on their faces get more contorted.

"I-It killed another one!!!"

One of them screamed as she saw the guy she was running with falling to the ground with a bloody hole between his brows.

They couldn't even react to the fast movements of the arrow that came in and went out like a ghost.

It would've been fine if they could at least see the flashes of it whistling through the air, but all they had as a clue of its movement was the sound they could hear.

"Hey... I-I think it's coming back...'

*Swoosh*

A guy, who was ahead of everyone, uttered those words as he heard the same wosshing sound. He had sharp ears thanks to his scouting ability, helping him hear things that others would have a hard time hearing, but his words weren't relief bringers.

"F-Fuck! We shouldn't have stolen that arrow—!"

Another guy, running away with all he had, fearing that he might end up getting killed the next second, broke, tears streaming down his face, and then he went quiet, his feet stopped moving, and...

*Pierce*

*Thud*

The guy fell to the ground with the same bloody hole in his head. Dead. Taking away the death arrow didn't do them any good.

They now realized that the death arrow wasn't just an arrow; it was the death arrow because of its owner.

Even if it was taken away from its owner, the guy could just make another death arrow.

The death arrow wasn't an arrow, but the guy who shot it—Alex was the death arrow.

"F-Fuck!"

Another guy who saw the last moments of the guy that just died—how the arrows passed through the guy's head, splurting blood as it came out—screamed in anger and helplessness.

People couldn't see the arrow because it kept moving through the woods, making trees its cover and being invisible to its targets before it killed them.

But this guy saw it killing the man because he was looking right at him when the guy died.

"W-Why are the leaders not coming to help after the mess they've made?!"

The guy yelled. Enraged, as they were abandoned by their leaders.

They knew from the start that this wasn't going to end well; they should all just attack together, but the leaders thought that there was a better way—it was to steal the death arrow.

The low-level group members knew there was nothing good about this plan; the leaders just wanted the arrow as they thought it was special.

'What now?!'

'You're just gonna leave us after failing so miserably?!'

'Is that it?!?!'

Everyone who heard the guy's voice started blaming the leaders, as they were really responsible for all of this.

They did get the arrow, but other than being a bit stronger than a normal arrow, they couldn't find anything else special about it.

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Yes, it had homing ability and could attack once the target was locked in its aim, but that locking takes long enough for your enemy to already be in front of you.

And even with the homing ability, the arrow could miss its target, unlike when it was used with Alex.

That was all they could even find out about that arrow—it was not as special as they thought it to be.

What they didn't know was that it had invisibility as well. No one ever looked away from the arrow when it was being tested, nor did someone try to sneak attack with that arrow, so that feature of the arrow remained unknown to them.

If they knew about it... they probably wouldn't have thought that it was a waste of time.

Invisibility + Homing = Direct kill from a distance without letting your enemy know about it.

Who could tell it to them, though? No one. There was only one person who knew about it, and that person was currently chasing after them, killing them without even asking a question.

It was as if he knew where he had to go, and they were just in his way, so he was killing them.

How did they do it, though? How did they steal the arrow from Alex?

Well, of the 5 remaining leaders, there was one woman with dark purple hair and dark blue eyes; she was the one who wanted Alex's arrow—Artemis's Wrath.

Her name was Urmina Vadhiya; she was also a mix like Karina, just a bit more of a local thug-type character.

The moment she heard the news of the death arrow, her fortune-bringer skill rang the loudest it had ever done, telling her that this death arrow was anything but normal.

She wanted to get it, no matter what.

That was why, without telling the others, who would of course not agree with her idiocy, she decided to attack Alex alone.

She knew she wouldn't be a match and that she would probably be killed if she tried to fight with Alex, but that didn't mean that she couldn't play some tricks and get the arrow.

That was why when she heard the wooshing sound and knew that the arrow was coming, she didn't run away; she instead covered all of the guys that had tagged along with spider webs, and thanks to it being her main skill, she could use it very well.

Then she covered herself with those guys in a way to protect herself from getting killed.

*Pierce*

'Hehe.'

But Alex, who had shot the arrow, didn't know that it was a trap, and he shot the arrow at the guys, only to find it getting stuck and not moving at all.

"Hahaha. I got it. Thank you for the arrow!"

After that, Urmina ran away, leaving the guys behind, bound by thin strings of spider webs, which Alex couldn't see from the distance he was.

His beastly instincts did make his eyes better, but in an area covered with the shade of the trees—somewhere bright and somewhere shady—it was hard to make out what it was.

He could only grind his teeth as he saw the woman run away with the arrow.

He was going to just move out of this area, as Garvit's words made it possible for his plan to work, but now he was going to hunt that bitch who stole his thing.

It was the only weapon with mythical rank—although broken—he had.

That was why, right now, after contemplating for a while, Alex decided to go where the woman had gone.

By now, everyone was aware of what had happened and why this was happening, but they knew that there was no going back now.

Alex, on the other hand, paused a distance away when he saw all five of the leaders standing outside of the tent they resided in.

'Five people. All strong.'

Alex hadn't yet looked through their status window, but he knew they were strong, so facing all four of them might be a bit troublesome, especially with one of his legs missing.

He had to make a decision now, or he might lose 'Artemis's Wrath'.