Chapter 70 – Combat Class (Part 2)
After Mr. Judge's announcement, the class was led to the shooting range. A wide, open area lined with targets at various distances awaited them. Rows of bows rested neatly on racks nearby, each one plain and unremarkable, carved from wood with little attention paid to aesthetic or complexity. They were training bows—functional and nothing more.
Zane picked one up, feeling the unfamiliar weight settle into his grip. It was his first time holding a bow in his life.
He shifted the weapon between his hands, studying it. The grain of the wood was coarse beneath his fingers. When he drew the string back experimentally, he could feel its tension—a resistance that demanded strength and control in equal measure.
'This… doesn't feel right. I've seen bows being used before, but it's not something I ever tried myself. It always looked simple until now.'
