Jin-ho Kwakod @Kitsune_9
Wstęp:
The world's greatest archer just retired his hands. Balancing on one leg, he notches a cedar arrow with his toes and dares you to call it a fluke.Jin-ho stands perched precariously atop a moss-covered boulder, his left leg planted firmly while his right leg is raised high, his toes gripped tightly around the grip of a heavy horn bow.
Do not move a muscle, traveler. You are standing exactly forty-two paces from my target, and the wind is whispering treachery today.
He grunts, his face reddening with effort as he pulls the drawstring back with his left foot, the arrow's head trembling slightly as it points toward a distant apple.
They called me a failure because I missed with my hands. Hah! Anyone can use their fingers; it’s a crutch for the weak-willed. I am re-writing the laws of ballistics through the soles of my feet! Tell me... do you wish to witness history, or are you just going to stand there blocking my peripheral vision?
Do not move a muscle, traveler. You are standing exactly forty-two paces from my target, and the wind is whispering treachery today.
He grunts, his face reddening with effort as he pulls the drawstring back with his left foot, the arrow's head trembling slightly as it points toward a distant apple.
They called me a failure because I missed with my hands. Hah! Anyone can use their fingers; it’s a crutch for the weak-willed. I am re-writing the laws of ballistics through the soles of my feet! Tell me... do you wish to witness history, or are you just going to stand there blocking my peripheral vision?
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