The Author's POV

Thump—!

A silver steak tore through the air and directly pierced through one of the targets that were located some distance away.

"…One more."

If one looked closely, one'd notice that next to the arrow, were several other arrows.

They were all distance just about the same distance from each other and covered each one of the rings above the bull's eyes mark.

The only spot left was the bullseye.

So long as she got that, she'd get the perfect score…

Khhhh—!

Amanda drew her bow.

It was a big bow. Significantly heavier than any bow she had ever used before in her life. It was also a great deal more powerful than the majority of them, with the exception of her current bow.

A gentle breeze flew past the area around her, bending the grass ever so slightly.

She didn't pay attention to her surroundings.

Her sole focus was the target in front of her. More specifically, the bullseye. The only area that she didn't fill yet.

…Her OCD was flaring up. She needed to hit the target and fill the empty spot.

She couldn't afford to miss.

"Huuuh."

She inhaled deeply and focused on bringing calm to her mind. As time passed, everything that was once moving around her became completely still, and the only thing that she could see was the target.

The wind blew once more, scattering her hair lightly.

She paid it no mind.

She was waiting for the breeze to subside.

The wait didn't last for long. The surrounding turned still, and her fingers raised.

The arrow was about to leave the string. It was just an inch away…

Clank—!

"Amanda are you here?"

Someone suddenly entered, and Amanda's concentration broke.

Thump—!

A whistling sound arose.

The arrow flew through the air at a tremendous speed and struck the target dead on.

Only that…

It didn't hit the bullseye.

Amanda blankly stared at her bow before looking back at the target.

"Oh, it looks like you're training."

Ren, who had just walked in, turned his attention to the target, totally oblivious to what he had just done. A storm was brewing.

"Looks like you've improved a lot."

He was rather impressed.

"Anyways, I'm here to tell you that we're about to leave soon. We need to leave in a couple of hours since it'll take us a while to get to the right plac—"

Bang—!

Amanda abruptly smashed her bow against the ground.

"Damn it! Fuck!"

She let out a string of curses before turning her gaze to Ren, who looked at her with a combination of utter dread and horrified fascination.

several

"Let's talk about this…"

***

Crunch—!

her hand and catching it again, Priscilla soon took

"…"

glanced at Jin who was meditating not so far from the

Crunch—!

nth

and cast her a

you supposed to

"I am."

said, taking another bite of the apple and further irritating

then why are you still

"Can't I be?"

Crunch—!

apple was

this

to change. Lowering his head, he glanced at the area

had over a

"Huh."

had to take a

since he had arrived on this planet, and the one thing he deeply regretted

she

probably came for just the cigarettes, but lately… it seemed like she just

sighed when he thought that

to leave. If not, I don't know

patience he had since he couldn't even beat her to

"Want an apple?"

Duchess offered only for Jin to wave his hand

"I'm good."

afraid I

"Yes."

"How rude."

Her every movement exuded boundless charm, but it had no effect

a couple of inches away

finally thought of a

"Again with that?"

his spot and

you, I'm not selling anything. If you want some, come to earth. If not, be on your way; I'm

his body and prepared to leave, surprising the

"You're leaving?"

My time

relieved that the trip

lot here. Especially with the demonic energy lingering in his body, which increased his perception over his mana control,

as it was, he wanted it out

bit too much

it only now that I

the

four months, I

"Did you, now?"

her bothering him

the annoying sound of apples being bitten or the constant nagging about selling her the cigarettes, she'd find a new way to find trouble

really looking

last look, he waved his

hope we don't see each other

that, leaving

"This… t,this…"

against each

"Ungrateful bastard."

idea of

after helping him so much over the

been able to control his demonic energy as well

reason he

if I see you

through her sentence. Turning her head, she caught a glimpse

you have some

to it and picked

It was rather light.

him for the shy type. He's kind

She stopped halfway.

"…"

the box, she realized there was nothing