As the soft wind sung softly, the archery range fell into a quiet stillness, broken only by the slight creak of your bow. You stood there with a bow and arrow beside Feixiao. You two were skilled in every type of combat, but archery wasn't your strength. Therefore, you were there being trained by the 'Merlin's Claw' herself.

"You're leaning too far forward."

And now, this is probably the tenth time Feixiao has scolded you for the past hour due to your stance and your grip onto your bow. Without waiting for your response, she stepped forward closer to you.

The sound of her boots cackling against the worn wooden floor of the range momentarily interrupt the quiet silence. She slowly wrapped her fingers around your forearm, guiding it precisely. Her body aligned behind yours, close enough that you can feel her chest brush slightly against your back.

"Now, pull."

Her grip on your forearm becomes slightly firmer as you drew the string, her touch never wavering. Slowly, you released the string as the arrow burst from the bow as it pierces the wind sharply before it struck the target.

"That's better than before.."

She gave a glance to the successful shot, she let out the faintest smile touched her lips. She can't help but feel a quiet pride knowing you're improving each day. And she knew it.