Chapter 34 System Throws a Tantrum

Corwin slowly lowered his bow. He didn't cheer. He didn't boast. He simply exhaled a quiet breath, his chest expanding against her spine.

"A clean strike, Your Grace," Morwenna murmured, her voice slightly rough.

"The wind favored me," Corwin replied softly, leaning forward to hook his bow back on...

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