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... away," Alvian countered. "I don’t need patience. I have calculation."
Aris stood up. He picked up a bow made of white coral.
"Show me."
He pointed out the window. In the distance, miles away, a single, red shape was rising from the trench. A Dragon Scout.
"Hit it," Aris said. "With this."
He tossed Alvian a simple, wooden bow and a single arrow.
It was an impossible shot. The distance was extreme. The water currents were chaotic. The target was mov ...
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