May 30, 2021
“Making a bad name for us archers out here.“ Roy stated. His figners itching to grab an arrow from his quiver (sidxiil)
The Black Hunter turned his attention to Roy his bow ready in his hand.
"You have some nerve little Arrow. But maybe I am the one giving us archers the right name, after all aren't we all hunters?"
“You have a point. But hunters who would eat their prey to stay alive... Unless that’s something you’re doing now too. Who are you?”
The Hunter had to contain a laugh, the young archer had a point. When he questioned him about his identity he felt shocked.
"I am the Black Hunter, the best there is kid. But what do you want from me? Finally decided being a hero ain't all there is?"