Back home, she was the best archer. Without missing a single shot, she could nail the bull’s eye on very single target on the ground. Stationary, in motion, her arrows still hit their mark, every time.
But here, hitting a multi-ring target was just the basics. Archers shot at playfully tossed coins in the blink of an eye and rained deadly accurate arrows as rapidly as any gun. And many weren’t just master archers. They branched out into other projectiles as well.
It was a humbling discovery.
It was an exciting discovery.
The sight of all the amazing feats lit a fire in her chest. She would observe. She would learn.
And she would practice until she surpassed them all.
Genre: slice of life