Lisbeth chewed on her lip. It wasn't fair. It wasn't fair. She had loyally served the gods since she was young, she had prayed at their shrines for years, and never once had one seen fit to gift her with their presence. And this man...this Abandoned got gifts from the gods?"
She set her jaw, her face starting to redden. She drew another arrow. "Fine," she said. "This soldier came here to train, like I said. So let's start training by seeing how good that armor is..."
She raised her bow, took aim, and released the arrow. It flew across the air, straight towards Sah's chest.
If the armor really was a gift from the gods, he would have nothing to worry about. And if not, well...she wouldn't shed any tears over it.
She set her jaw, her face starting to redden. She drew another arrow. "Fine," she said. "This soldier came here to train, like I said. So let's start training by seeing how good that armor is..."
She raised her bow, took aim, and released the arrow. It flew across the air, straight towards Sah's chest.
If the armor really was a gift from the gods, he would have nothing to worry about. And if not, well...she wouldn't shed any tears over it.
