Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20150802210117/@comment-5543592-20150803201129

The world was locked out for Scire, nothing else mattered. (Although he did anticipate Hawke to tackle them both off the building if need be.)

It was just him, the captain, and the arrow about to kill the latter. Scire drew a second without hesitation and lined it up for the same spot as before, but adjusted to the conditions, since his first had missed.

"I got you..." Scire mumbled to himself, before firing the arrow at the captain's throat.