"There, behind that rock….uhh I don't know how you'll hit it, but that's where it is"
Atop a massive tree looming over the outpost, Guilliman's voice sounded as he pointed out a particular spot in the outpost.
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All of a sudden, an arrow shot out from a black bow moving in a straight line. It shot through a vine stalk beast and rammed into a rock piercing both the rock and the black behind it with absolute precision.
"Ahh," Guilliman smiled and looked at Jemie who was leaning on the tree trunk next to him with his bow nocked.
"I hate to admit it, but you're really good at this… such precision, are you sure you're meant to be a swordsman?" Guilliman mused, a smirk appearing on his face.
"Keep your suggestions to yourself, shorty" Jemie sneered, nocking his bow once more before sending another arrow out.