"So... don't you also have to see if your target can be easily dealt with?
I don't think you will succeed.
When things go south, remember to set off a couple of lightning fireworks for us to see, dear Storm God." Dove shrugged nonchalantly, her fingers flicking swiftly... Three arrows shot from the mithril longbow, heading straight for Talos' newly scarred eye.
As she expected, although Talos wasn't afraid of her long arrows, he instinctively dodged to protect his sole eye.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Dove swiftly drew her bow twice more... once aiming at Karagos, and once at Duogasos.
"Talos!" Karagos, being more confident than the head-buried-in-the-fight Duogasos, showed a more assertive attitude towards the Storm God, "Since when did you become so compassionate towards women? Don't forget what you promised me!"
