[center][h1][color=8882be]Reylan[/color][/h1][/center]
[center][color=ed1c24]Health[/color]: 400
[color=0072bc]Mana[/color]: 800
[b]Arrows[/b]: 17[/center][right][sub]Interacting with:
Aura[@Project]
[color=00aeef]Dubstep[/color][@Leaves]
[color=0072bc]Noah[/color][@demonspade64]
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Every arrow had to count which was enough temptation for him to utilize his passive however the cut in damage was not worth a guaranteed hit. Instead he had to trust on the instincts that had made him a competitive archer, tracking and predicting the movement of his target with careful precision. Karma's compliment momentarily brought him out of his focus and he felt pleased that he was doing a good job "[color=8882be]Thanks, you keep up the good work as well[/color]!" He replied back, Karma's job was to keep them healthy and alive in battle and so far he was doing great.

Reylan had been on constant watch for any boars that may slip through Aura's reach but after awhile it seemed he had no reason to worry. Aura was performing her role admirably like she was meant for it. It may have been the weak enemies but their group seemed quite solid right now. Not just in combat, but they seemed like they were all getting along at least to Reylan. Friends were going to be important down the road when things got harder and the stakes were raised "[color=8882be]We'll have this down in no time[/color]." His reply to Dub light-hearted as combat seemed to slow down. The double-lighting strike Dub used had pretty much annihilated that boar.

He watched the spear pierce the ground as Aura turned to them, she was doing the most physical work so couldn't blame wanting a breather. After she said this Reylan spotted a single boar headed their way, still a good distance out from their position. His passive skill activated and he pulled back his bow without a word and let the arrow fly and sure enough boar fell over face digging into the ground with an arrow shaft sticking just under its neck before shattering into pixels "[color=8882be]Make that one to go[/color]." he smirked with a tiny bit of pride before shaking his head at her question lowering his bow by his side "[color=8882be]I think I got enough in me for another round[/color]." his smirk remained at his response.