[hr][hr][h3][b][i][center][color=82ca9d]Sana[/color][/center][/i][/b][/h3]
[center][b][color=82ca9d]Location:[/color][/b] The Tower
[b][color=a187be]Interacting With:[/color][/b] A6
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	Another round another copper piece. Sana's eyes had been on the other set of armor since the first one was dropped. As it came towards her she stuck with what she had been doing all along. Bow and arrow. The dark blood from the first gave her a thought. The first one she had hit with normal arrows. But such dark blood let her know something else was going on underneath that suit of armor. She hadn't seen a face yet or a anything within the armor but the blood. When blood flowed it was rich, crimson. You could tell it was fresh. This wasn't fresh at all. This looked like blood from a corpse that had been sitting out far too long before being buried. It was dark, it was black, it ran slowly, it was thick and it smelled. That was dead blood, she was willing to bet her life on it. Maybe not her life but perhaps an arrow of more value. It was worth a try. 

	Reaching down into her secondary quiver as the armor came towards her she drew one of her prized silver arrows. A gift from the elves, during a war long ago and far away from this sleepy little hamlet. Nocking it into place and pulling the string of her bow back swiftly she took aim. The suit of armor being so close now made aiming for the head easy and the slit in the visor gave her a bulls-eye target. As it got to her she let loose the arrow and it went quickly through the visor slit with a thunk sounding out as it hit flesh and bone within it. The force sent the armor back a step or two. The head turning slowly and barely before it dropped to it's knees and then fell forward at her feet. Yes, definitely worth the change in arrows she thought to herself.