Sam met with Arkiv without much difficulty. After all, the situation is not extremely tense for the rest of the players since it is not the Palace of inheritance of their own.
They don't have to try super hard for the rewards. It is kind of a tacit agreement within them that they wouldn't risk too much into other's Palace of inheritance.
Except for Sam.
But they didn't hold it against him. He is kind of a whetstone for all of them.
Now, Sam stood with the bow in his hands as he stood in front of Arkiv.
"I didn't expect that we would be battling in archery. I heard from the people of the western continent, that you have some sick archery skills, but by the time we met you switched to the guns. How about we bet on this?"
"What do you want to bet?"
Sam asked with a smile.
"If I win I want a couple of handguns."
"No. I am not betting with them."
"Why?"
