Nathaniel's hands tightened around his bow as he stared down Kaelen, his mind consumed by a single, unyielding vow
'I'll make you pay for taking Lila away from me'
He recalled the countless days he had watched her, hoping she would notice his feelings, only to see her gravitate toward Kaelen. That memory fueled him, a fire burning hot beneath his calm exterior.
As Sylvester gave the signal, Nathaniel launched his first arrow, a streak of silver that whistled through the air with precision and deadly speed. He wasn't just any archer; he was the Fierce Arrow of Pacesetters, known for his unyielding accuracy and raw potential. Each shot came faster than the last, turning into a rapid storm of arrows aimed to force Kaelen back. Yet Kaelen moved with fluid grace, his blade weaving an intricate pattern that deflected or dodged each strike, advancing steadily.
