Elysia was inching closer and closer to Kami, waiting for the right moments to move. Aisyle had broke off to keep an eye on Jaquel, something about him being dangerous but it wasn't Elysia's concern. After many painfully slow minuets she was in range of Kami. Her hands trembled slightly as she aimed a soft grey bow, letting the arrow fly she knew despite her shaking hands it would follow the path she wanted.