Nothing. This challenge had no relevance whatsoever in the real world, just like the contest itself. K'rahto was no archer, and he wouldn't become one even after this. Strength was the only point where he might be superior than K'nahli due to his training with the spear, and thus he wanted to go with it in a desperate attempt to surpass her.
The Tia remained motionless for a few seconds when she told him to take the lead. Smart girl. He'd been hoping for her to go first in order to observe her position, but now he'd have to do with everything his sister had taught him.
Without much choice, and before she'd have time to think that he wanted to give up, K'rahto inhaled deeply and moved to position himself. He'd chosen this challenge under the initial belief that his strength would suffice. Now, with the bow raising and his eyes posted on the yellow horizon, traitorous thoughts charged in doubts came to his mind. His position would also play an important role; even the course of the wind would. Strength alone wouldn't grant him any sort of victory, not even in the most simple of challenges.
His open eye narrowed. He was thinking too much, wasting too much time. The Tia'd always been impulsive in his actions, yet K'nahli was making him doubt himself more than what was safe. He just needed to do it. Now.
Without further delay, his arrow was set free with deadly speed.
The Tia remained motionless for a few seconds when she told him to take the lead. Smart girl. He'd been hoping for her to go first in order to observe her position, but now he'd have to do with everything his sister had taught him.
Without much choice, and before she'd have time to think that he wanted to give up, K'rahto inhaled deeply and moved to position himself. He'd chosen this challenge under the initial belief that his strength would suffice. Now, with the bow raising and his eyes posted on the yellow horizon, traitorous thoughts charged in doubts came to his mind. His position would also play an important role; even the course of the wind would. Strength alone wouldn't grant him any sort of victory, not even in the most simple of challenges.
His open eye narrowed. He was thinking too much, wasting too much time. The Tia'd always been impulsive in his actions, yet K'nahli was making him doubt himself more than what was safe. He just needed to do it. Now.
Without further delay, his arrow was set free with deadly speed.
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Clover Blake (Hyur) /Â K'mih Yohko (Miqo'te)
