Emeris smiled, "Not bad at all."

He pulled the cloth back down over his eyes, felt for the arrow and then nocked it and drew. He took a deep breath. He felt the slight breeze blow over him and he felt the feathers touching his cheek. With a deep breath he loosed the arrow. Before it his the target he already had the next arrow nocked, drawn, and loosed. Quick as could be all 5 arrows had flown. The first arrow landed a little high of dead center. the next hit bulls-eye, followed by the third. The fourth struck about an inch lower and the 5th didn't hit the target directly in front of him. He heard his family cheering, as he lifted his eye covering to see that his fifth arrow had split Jason's first bulls-eye arrow.

"Ok, Harm. You get to call it. Who wins?"