The straw was shaped like a human standing in the middle of the yard. The place didn't have many trees, and that was why nothing was blocking it from the person who was now aiming their arrow at it.
A bow and arrow were in that person's hands, and that person skillfully pulled the bowstring while squinting at the object located more than twenty feet from where that person was standing. Unfortunately, that person seemed to have difficulty focusing their eyes, and when they finally let go of the string, the arrow failed to hit its target.
"Not only is my body no longer young, but even my eyes are old," that person muttered angrily to themselves as they handed the bow to their servant standing behind them.