"I appreciate your guidance," Oliver said humbly, dipping his head. He genuinely was pleased. He'd come to the Academy looking for ways to get stronger. To have the interest of the professor to the degree that she was teaching him one on one, it was more than he could have asked for.
"Lauren, you watch over the others for today. I'm going to keep an eye over Patrick here, and see what to do with him," she said.
"Yes, mistress!" The girl said, just as enthusiastically as before.
"Students, allow us the end range, if you would," the professor said, walking over to one of the shorter static ranges. Oliver trailed after her like a lost duckling, noting the incredulous expressions of the students as he hefted his dark brown bow.
