Arlas is very nonchalant about having his legs almost chopped off! Made me chuckle.
“You bastard. Not even givin me the decency of dyin standin up” he said struggling to rise. The monster had sliced right through the top of his legs down to the bone.
Love the concept of a magical river running through the city.
It was a raw, primal power and anyone who had the misfortune to fall into it would never come out of it the same, if they would come out at all that is.
Not entirely clear who the man is here - the ’He’ that the chapter begins with, or someone else?
The man walked quickly down the different pathways and back alleys seemingly at random
Use of ’glanced’ twice is a little jarring.
She glanced over the precipice and glanced down.
Could perhaps create a greater sense of urgency by shortening this to "The arrows rained down on them."
The arrows began to rain down upon them
