His last target...and then he would be BLOODY DONE. Thank Merlin. THANK. MERLIN. He had made his one target goal and he was now happy and could die a happy fellow, yes yes. He would have to write to Milton as soon as this was over to tell his partner the good news....

'I shot arrows today, and I didn't kill anyone! And better YET I actually made a target! Like...almost missed it but yeah! Hugs and kisses!' .....Milton would be so pleased with him.

He rounded the fifth target and took aim and FIIIIIIIIIIRED! He completely missed.

Utterly missed.

It was a sad miss. A miss that he was SURE those centaurs over there would laugh at.


......sigh.