You sat next to your acquaintance, Eagle Flies, your hands working to fasten an arrow together. You were slow — as it was your first time crafting any kind of ammunition like this.

Eagle Flies, on the other hand, was a pro. He already made an entire pile of the arrows.

Although you two hadn’t talked much, he still had obvious interest in you. Of course, his trust lies within the Van Der Linde Gang — which includes you.