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Foiled Plan

On the archery training grounds, under a night sky, a youth ran like his life depended on it. The sweat vaporized from each and every pore of his body like a sauna.

Every uncovered part of his body was filled with uncountable blue and red blood patches. His chiseled calf muscles were out for display under those black training shorts. Along with black shorts, he also wore a white shirt with several dried bloodstains all over it.

Uneven breath, racing heartbeat, wet eyes, and dried lips. Yet, he didn't stop moving; more like he couldn't. Several times he even had to jump, flip or even roll over the ground to avoid the barrage of arrows raining from the sky.

The archery ground was undoubtedly huge. Still, his running range was limited to only 70 meters. On the illuminated rectangular area, right in front of the archery

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