Wei Wuxian, for his part, has his flute out and in hand. Did it seem like much of a weapon? No, not truly, but then he doesn't wait for the second arrow to fly. Yondu has moved himself forward to defend the younger sali, and their confusion was a tipping point for Wei Wuxian to go into action.

"Yondu, cover them. This one's not listening."

He may be a half wreck of a cultivator, but that didn't make him less quick, or less strong. Just less capable of the qi expenditure that his compatriots could manage, meaning his is far more carefully portioned out.

He darts forward, too fast for normal human speeds, looking to knock that bow sideways and work on incapacitating the adult on attack, not to kill.