"I hit a target moving at Mach 2 from fifty meters away," Alvian countered. "I don't need patience. I have calculation."
Aris stood up. He picked up a bow made of white coral.
"Show me."
He pointed out the window. In the distance, miles away, a single, red shape was rising from the trench. A Dragon Scout.
"Hit it," Aris said. "With this."
He tossed Alvian a simple, wooden bow and a single arrow.
It was an impossible shot. The distance was extreme. The water currents were chaotic. The target was moving.
Alvian took the bow. He didn't aim with his eye. He closed his eyes.
"System. Trajectory Calculation. Windage. Current. Target Velocity."
[Calculating...]
[Solution Found.]
Alvian drew the string. He infused the arrow with [Void] mana.
"Release."
The arrow flew. It didn't arc. It flew straight, cutting a tunnel through the water.
Three seconds later.
"THWIP."
In the distance, the red shape spasmed and fell. A headshot.
Aris watched the dragon fall. He nodded slowly.
