[Normally... Hayame is far more confident in her abilities. But normally... Hayame had two eyes. Despite that, she has no other choice now. She had to succeed, or she would die or have to try and flee, which might not be a death... but it would be the death of her pride. And that was all she really had left.
So when the other woman sprints and circles, Hayame does what she set out to do. She fires off arrow after arrow, refusing to allow the beast a moment to let its beady eyes focus on anyone else, darting here, there, trying to keep it near the tree but far enough from her-
And the fourth arrow doesn't bounce off the bony plates. It slips between, embedding in flesh and making the beast roar in pain, momentarily stilled as it clawed at the shaft.]
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So when the other woman sprints and circles, Hayame does what she set out to do. She fires off arrow after arrow, refusing to allow the beast a moment to let its beady eyes focus on anyone else, darting here, there, trying to keep it near the tree but far enough from her-
And the fourth arrow doesn't bounce off the bony plates. It slips between, embedding in flesh and making the beast roar in pain, momentarily stilled as it clawed at the shaft.]