So I had to deplete those angels of their blessing points while I had the chance for it. Every time they triggered that star weapon or summoned a defensive shield, they were burning through the currency of the heavens.
Besides, I might get lucky and kill two birds with one stone here. If I could provoke them into firing their ultimate weapon at their own shoreline, I'd clear my own landing zone for free.
Plus, I had set my eyes on a certain trophy—that massive, golden-silver ballista. It was something the angels had effectively provided to me on a golden plate, and I had no intention of letting it stay in the hands of those stony giants.
"Now!"
As I finished wrapping the reinforced silk over my waist, I took a deep breath, prepared my mind for the worst, and gave the order at the exact moment the Gollems were ready to hit me with another bronzed arrow. I didn't wait for them to fire; I used the tension of their own aim against them.
Fwoosh!
