Blaze Cidolfus drew his arrow back, his breath slowing as his eyes focused. He paused, his muscles tensing under the sleeveless black shirt he had on; before he let go & landed the arrow in the center. He let out a soft sigh of relief, putting his bow back onto his back with his quiver.

He was taking off his gloves when he saw someone nearby; his expression changing to a more serious and annoyed one. He always had a sense that he had known them for a while; despite him trying to avoid them.