Jugen pulled out an arrow from his quiver before he closed one of his eyes and set a target. With the opponents swarming at them it didn't take long for Jugen before he released his strike. One arrow was breaking the wind, then two, then three, then the final arrow was finally released in succession.
His golden hair was fluttering before he hid behind Lyon's back.
"Congratulations Jugen, you missed all five of your arrows."
The crowd had black lines over their head. How could someone miss that many shots in that distance? A swarm of opponents, even a blind man could hit one in any direction.
"Hahaha! That guy is impossible."
"My stomach hurt damn it! Just how the hell is he even one among the representatives?"
Lyon suddenly leaned forward before he leaped toward Faust in one single step.
Faust grinned before he said, "That's your first mistake, Lyon! Now eat my fist!"
