I walk along a thin board that separated the ground from the mud. I look around the Arena, Again, no one today... I thought to myself as I shoulder my quiver. I shrug and ran a finger along my bowstring absentmindedly. There was something Erie about today, how the fog settled just below the plank that I was standing on. I gulped as I look around one more, still no one even though I could swear someone was watching me. I frown and turn back to the targets.
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