"Your shoulder will be...more difficult." Skellig nods lightly, looking at her shoulder, at the arrow, before he cocks his head and studies her slightly, and what she has gathered in the meantime.
(When did she gather these things? He can hardly remember.)
A shiver runs hard down his spine and continues to cause his hands upper arms, forearms, hands to tremble as his adrenaline surge starts to work down his body.
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"Your shoulder will be...more difficult." Skellig nods lightly, looking at her shoulder, at the arrow, before he cocks his head and studies her slightly, and what she has gathered in the meantime.
(When did she gather these things? He can hardly remember.)
A shiver runs hard down his spine and continues to cause his hands upper arms, forearms, hands to tremble as his adrenaline surge starts to work down his body.