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“A fine piece of ancient history”, Adam commented, looked at the jar and just gave a nod. It was for good use for sure, but Adam rather shot first and then gave the donation. His brow raised slowly at hat humble brag of how this tiny guy used 50lbs bow and then even dared to suggest 45 to 55 to Adam? The blue eyes just stared at the mand dead in the eye. “Give me the 60 with 32s.” Adam wasn’t here to play, he knew how to use bow and arrows and he wasn’t a tiny guy who needed tiny equipment and he definitely wasn’t 191cm of muscle for nothing.
Of course, Phillip had no intention of purposefully insulting Adam. But he also gathered that Adam was the type to get insulted whether the other had intended it or not. He held his hands up in a mock surrender as the man requested his equipment. “By all means. As you wish.” he turned, grabbing the appropriate items and turning, handing them back to him “Go nuts. The field is yours.”















