"Ah… Umm… Yes, your highness." Sylvia hurriedly nodded and tried to lift her bow up.
Everything around her was entirely new to her.
She was someone who was farthest away from magic and combat.
So all these things intimidated her, not excluding her present company.
With the little devil rushing her, Sylvia haphazardly scrambled and tried to get an arrow out.
She imitated other people around her and held her bow in a similar fashion.
She then placed an arrow in the middle and pulled the string along with the arrow with the full strength that she could muster.
TWANG
A clear sound rang out as Sylvia's eager eyes searched for her arrow in the sky.
This was her first try and she had a good feeling about it!
Moreover, holding a bow for some reason felt very empowering.
Her lips curved upwards as she craned her neck and gazed above at the dancing water droplets.
