Michael was surprised. This was the first time he'd ever heard that the first competition was going to be an Archery Competition.
"Archery?" he asked out loud.
And a few meters away from him, he heard a conspicuous cough.
"Ahem," Jot'un said in a whispered tone. "The Purveiyor Werewolf Tribe has been chosen to be the first to showcase their competition. And they have issued a competition of the bows."
Pleasantly surprised, Michael nodded to himself. As it turned out, Chief Lupan had nothing to worry about. The Brownblood Werewolf Chief had been blowing up his phone recently, talking about his worries for the competition. But, with Sheina with them, the competition was all but settled.
"Archery, huh? How is Sheina?" Yuna asked.
"You know how she is. Overbearing, fiercely loyal, and intimidatingly capable."
Yuna laughed at his description. "Hehe, then that means that I already know you'll win the Archery competition. Congrats!"
"What?! Oops!"
