A Battle of Bows
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Sebastian's hand tightened on the bowstring, keeping it taut and ready. He very nearly loosed it when the stranger unsheathed his own bow and pointed an arrow right back to the Italian. Ha. He was a fool if he actually believed Sebastian was going to put his own weapon down while a stranger was pointing an arrow right back at him.

The artisan raised his bow, aiming for the male's heart. Before, it had been aimed at his horse- but with a direct threat to his own body, Sebastian couldn't afford to play nice. He withdrew into the foliage, giving the stranger a more difficult target.

"Tempting, but no." Sebastian's hands were steady on the bow. "You could be a bandit for all I know. How about you put that bow away first?" This was sort of his own fault, he knew. He could have just drawn his bow without pointing it at someone first. Still, they were in this position now, and if one of them was going to leave looking like a porcupine it wasn't going to be him.


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