[Roxas nods, taking a breath before picking up an arrow. The first couple are kind of slow as he continues to check everything before firing but as he gets into the rhythm of the exercise, he starts to let go of that.
Soon, arrows are flying every which way towards the target. Some are hitting, some are falling short, a couple end up in the wall, and a few through the window again.
When he's done, Roxas will just take a moment to survey his handiwork.]
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Soon, arrows are flying every which way towards the target. Some are hitting, some are falling short, a couple end up in the wall, and a few through the window again.
When he's done, Roxas will just take a moment to survey his handiwork.]
How was that?