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Mace stood like a sentinel, his hands clasped behind his back, watching in silence as the Prince drew his bowstring taut. The training field was empty and quiet, and that was because Czar had requested to be alone.

His shoulders commanded the space as he extended his arms towards the target. And in a seamless motion, he released the string, sending the arrow perfectly to hit his target which was a wooden board in front of him.

He sighed in approval, took another arrow and worked it's way into his bow.

"The test has been conducted." Mace said suddenly. "And it was positive."

Czar didn't spare him a glance, neither did his fingers freeze at any point as he aimed his bow at his target and pulled the string. It went perfectly to the board again.

"Are you surprised?" He finally asked, taking out another arrow.

"Well... I'd bet even you were surprised." Mace chuckled.

Czar's face remained cold as he shot at his target again and turned to get another arrow.

"Is that the reason you have