The Archer

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And to battle he took that which he wielded the best.

Protected the enemy felt as he swayed his shield to avoid the arrows.

The slightest idea he had not of who he was up against.

Then he readied his arrow and aimed, this time without a miss.

Flying he sent his opponent's legs into the air as he fell to the ground.

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