Klaus held the arrow deftly, feeling the tension of the moment pulsing through his veins. He looked at Maethe with determination in his eyes, conveying confidence and a plan in his mind.
"We can't let this opportunity pass us by. If we can take Edward's flag, it will give us a significant advantage in the game. Trust me, Maethe," said Klaus, his voice calm but full of conviction.
Maethe looked at Klaus for a moment, assessing the situation with caution. She knew Klaus wasn't impulsive, and her trust in him was strong. With a slight nod, she agreed, trusting in Klaus' ability to lead this risky venture.
Klaus pulled the bowstring tight, adjusting the arrow on the string while keeping his eyes fixed on the movement of Edward and his opponent. He calculated the trajectory, taking into account the speed and direction of the runners. It was a difficult shot, but Klaus was determined to get it right.
