One Shot Headshot strolled along the creek, making his way uphill.
These Fishmen were quite fragile, taking five arrows to fell one, but there was a problem — as their health dropped, they would flee and call for backup.
Now that was a headache!
Even if One Shot Headshot managed to promptly kill the escaping Fishman, its cries would still attract at least six or seven more, forcing him to give up on farming here.
After finding Little Arnold and accepting the quest to find a fishing rod, One Shot Headshot began his ascent.
To save time, he only targeted solitary Fishmen, hence he covered a substantial distance.
Suddenly, the strange, blathering cries of Fishmen carried over.
"Who's the unlucky sod who agitated the Fishmen?"
One Shot Headshot gleefully anticipated the commotion; such loud cries surely meant a significant number had been lured.
He quickened his pace towards the source of the excitement, only to find a large group of Fishmen crowded at the base of a waterfall.
