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... tween the trees. My breath came in controlled puffs of white, my entire body tensed, senses stretched to their limits.
In my hands, the bow felt like an extension of myself, the arrow nocked and ready.
This is insane.
I cursed inwardly, recalling how I'd somehow agreed to this new version of torture—spending weeks in the freezing wilderness, half-naked, just to "increase my resistance against the cold and improve senses."
Virion's idea of training was less about i ...
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