Sylvia remained still, her head bent down and her gaze fixated on the floor.
Complicated emotions swirled within her eyes.
The next few minutes were nothing but a blur for her.
Loud laughter rang out and arrows whizzed past her face.
Some landed on the apple, accurately splitting it into two halves, while some landed on the wall behind her.
One particular arrow even grazed past her neck and very narrowly missed it.
Sylvia, however, remained silent and in the same position all throughout without even the slightest hint of movement.
Minutes ticked by and she finally heard a set of footsteps near her.
She looked out hesitantly and saw the two men walking towards her.
"Come on brother! Isn't this making things a bit too difficult? Wind tornadoes at both sides? You have gone crazy!" Nicolas loudly exclaimed.
But Mikel did not yield. "Don't tell me that you are backing out now?" He pulled his lips upwards.
"Of course not." Nicolas immediately got defensive.
