After discussing the blueprints with the blacksmith, the old elf began coming up with multiple advanced methods on how they could improve the craft. Kathryn, who was by the side, was slightly stunned. However, she felt that it was understandable since he was an expert.
Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, more than twenty years had passed since Kevin crafted the arrows. Currently, he was fighting with his sister. However, no matter how much she tried to come close to him, he always kept his distance. At the same time…
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
He fired multiple arrows at her whenever she tried to approach, causing her to be unable to get close. Kathryn continued waving her sword and casting spells, but it was all to no avail—she couldn't close the distance to her brother.
She sighed and then spoke, "Brother, your movements have become more elusive. You won't even give your sister a chance anymore!"
