Raymond's Massage!

Arya pulled out one long arrow after another from her quiver and shot them with all her might. However, after switching from the armor-piercing arrow to the double-edged barbed arrow, she found that the arrows no longer penetrated the tree trunk as deeply, only sinking in about 20 centimeters.

By the time she shot six arrows, her arms and fingers were trembling with fatigue. When she fired the seventh, she was already panting, her body slick with sweat.

She turned to Raymond, shaking her head. "I can't shoot any more. The seventh shot was too inaccurate..."

Raymond nodded and asked, "If I told you to shoot without using your full strength, do you think you could still draw the bow?"

Arya immediately shook her head. "No, my arms and fingers are numb. I can’t even pull the bow now. And if I manage to, the shot will be way off."