Time continued to tick away as the Wargraves continued to rack up points. Malrik, who floated in the sky, was smiling and having the time of his life as he laughed his ass off. He was enjoying torturing them with the green objects and illusions; it was simply too fun.
'It was good that Wuthenya gave me this position,' he mused to himself as he simply watched.
His eyes shifted to Asher, and he couldn't help but wonder when Asher had started practising with a bow and arrow to be this good at it.
Celina, who was floating beside him, spoke, "It seems the Tenth Young Master is a natural when it comes to the way of the bow," a smile finally gracing her lips.
She couldn't help but wonder how someone who trained with the rapier could be this talented with another weapon. As a Bow Master herself, she could tell it was the first time Asher was wielding a bow, let alone shooting an arrow.
