Forty seven

As much as I enjoyed the sparring, I had a guardian to find. I called forth my bow, it's golden curves covered in intricate silver designs and gold string. I called forth a white feather dipped in silver. Nocked it and let it fly towards my target, striking her in the right shoulder. Everyone one of her motions stopped, no blood flowed from the wound I gave her. She couldn't even blink if she wanted too, I froze her in place I wanted my guardian that I could now feel again, but knowing who she was before I sent her back to hell took precedence at the moment. Freezing her and her powers seemed to break whatever she did to block my guardian’s energy from me. I moved closer to her in an instant, placing my hand to her head. I tried to pull information from her. To no avail, she was successfully blocking her thoughts from me. I probed harder, breaking down the walls she formed in her head. I got flashes of images, there was a temple, her in white her named flashed in my mind Menat. A h