"That's not bad." Brodin said as Apha nocked another arrow, "A bullseye shot from 50 meters? Impressive."
"Yea..." Apha said as she released the arrow, "It's nothing...."
The arrow flew at a rapid speed, hitting the mark on the tree; a painted target on the large oak.
"Whoever taught you must have been a good teacher." Brodin said
"My Mother." Apha said soflty
"Oh...." He said with a frown, "I am sorry."
"It's okay." She said
It was the following morning and after a full night's sleep, they were still at the camp that they had set up. There were a couple of tents that were pulled out from Brodin's ability, which he didn't bother explaining how they worked. Michael was merely sitting on a stump next to his own tent as he watched Brodin and Apha practicing their shooting skills.
