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Three.
Two.
One.
Shot.
The arrow landed and pierced the heart of the monster.
The last hour of the game's life, Suna wanted to spend at her favourite spot in the game world. It was on the ledge of a cliff overseeing a big valley. For a long time, pretty much ever since she had found this spot, she had wished to feel something in this world, feel the wind on her cheeks as it blows around her, feel the steep drop below her feet as they dangle off said ledge.

Sometimes, monsters were blocking the way to ascend to that ledge, not that Sunagitsune particularly cared. One arrow was pretty much enough for all of those mobs. 
This game had given her so much. On the way up, Suna remembered all the things she had done in the past several years in this game that also helped her in real life. In a week, she was going to represent her old high school in the prefecture-wide archery competition, even if she had graduated earlier this year. She owed a lot of her skills to the game. Archery was something you could learn in a DMMORPG, since, after you have acquired the musculature, it is all about technique.
It felt good being able to train archery and play a game at the same time.

Suna sat down and stared. Unexpectedly, her eyes watered up a little as she gazed over the landscape. She was going to miss this. Very much so. In the corner of her eyes, she watched the clock count down...