A few days later, Rion stood beside a tree and watched Dora train.
Dora exhaled softly, and her eyes sharpened as she nocked an arrow on her bow and aimed at a tree in the distance.
She stood in the position for a few moments before she let the string go.
Pew!
Thk!
The arrow whistled towards the tree and struck right at the mark.
Her lips arched up, and she nocked another arrow on her bow.
An hour passed as she continued to shoot one arrow after another, and she finally lowered her bow. She walked towards the tree and began to pick up the arrows.
While she was doing that, Rion called out, "Dora!"
Dora turned her head towards him with a surprised look and responded with furrowed brows, "Rion? Why are you here?"
All of them had decided to train by themselves to better understand their current prowess, so she wasn't keen on Rion disturbing her, but it didn't mean that she disliked him coming to her; instead, she was actually quite gleeful about it.
