Shoutout to Bruh_Vista and Harjas_Sidhu for beta-reading and providing extensive feedback for this chapter!
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"Missed again!" Kevan yelled, as the |Fireball| coming his way missed him by a complete arm's length. "But it was closer this time."
"You don't have to rub it in my face each time, you know?" Yohn groaned back with a tired sigh. "I hope you realise that aiming while blind is as hard as it sounds."
"I get that, but like-" Kevan paused to carefully measure his next words before saying, "Can't you aim in the general direction of my voice?"
"What do you think I'm doing?" Yohn snapped back.
"But you aren't even looking my way," Kevan argued.
"What benefit would that do me? I'm using my ears to find you, aren't I?" Yohn scoffed.
"I've read studies that show that looking in the direction you are trying to shoot improves your aim," Kevan narrated from memory.
