Taking a loose stance, gripping the handle of the bow, and preparing my hand for the many arrows I would be shooting, I looked at the other side of the examiner.
He was getting into the character of the examiner that he was.
Putting his right hand on the handle of this sword, 'preparing to block the attacks', he looked at me with pitiful eyes.
I could tell something concerning an archer or similar had happened in his life before and that was the reason for his weird behavior against me.
I was an archer and all but, as an examiner, he can't, he must not look down on his opponents.
There was some reason but, that wasn't my problem.
He was giving me the first chance to attack, and what more can I ask for?
This was getting easier and easier and now, I also had a pitiful expression in my eyes as the first red light went off.
