Famous Archers Fictional Novels & Stories

As they approach us a horrible stench fills our nostrils. “It can be a trap, let them approach us,” I caution. “I sense eighty heartbeats, we can take them out, let the remaining warriors stay at their stations.” “Archers, ready,” Gad orders. Unknown to most, Omegas within my pack that do not have a wolf are trained in Archery, swords and other weapons. I do not believe that any one is weak even when they don't have a wolf. The Archers are hidden within the trees and have mastered the art of hiding their scent. They are an elite team, very few people know of their existence.

Golden read some books speaking of a lost way to train the path of archery, which was a lot better than the present's limited mixing. The archers were extremely popular in ancient times, their effectiveness in battle was a lot higher than normal warriors, and they were able to use simple spells, mostly to reinforce arrows or enhance movement. Thus, even having less endurance than the warriors and less magic power than the magus, they were overall more balanced. Sadly, the training methods were lost, and the archers ended their golden age. Golden ended his thoughts and focused on the second Quest, that was [Elemental affinity], and its requirements were quite simple, or at least simple for Go

The others were all clutching their stomachs and chests as they lay on the ground, groaning in pain. Archer was startled at first, and then he took two steps back and looked closely at Sebastian. He thought that Sebastian had to be an expert. However, unlike Colton, Archer had been trained in martial arts since he was a child. He was known as something of a prodigy. That was why he was already in the Eldoria realm despite his young age. Even if all his men tried to attack Archer together, they might not even be able to hurt him. So while Archer was surprised, he wasn't afraid.

Archer said as he rode faster through the bush path not letting Arlo argue. King Archer rode through the bush path as he constantly checked if his brother was safe and still with him, the sight of the blood gushing through his brother's mouth saddened him the more, he couldn't just wait to get to the doctors house. Suddenly the mare white horse stopped at the path and neighed loudly nearly to throw King Archer and Prince Ray to the floor. A feminine figure walked out from the bush without the grasses making any form of crunchy noises, it was the same mysterious lady of that night, the night he was supposed to save Pearl but missed the opportunity.

he says, waving his hand. My eyes move quickly to the archers. I’m honestly shocked they don’t just use guns for hunting and fighting but I like to see it. Though rogues don’t exactly fight fair, they know how to fight with whatever weapon is available.It’s also essential when you don’t have a wolf to fetch dinner and a drunk father that disappears for days on end. I make my way over, glad I wore jeans and a comfortable top. Not much skin is showing. “May I try,” I ask, loud enough for five males to turn and stare at me.

"Okay, then. Let's check out those games. Will there be archery?" "Of course. Can you shoot?" "I'm a legendary Archer if I may say so myself." "Really?" "Yup." "I can't wait to see you shoot, then." "Can you shoot guns too?" "I'm not that good at it." "Okay." "I see the archery spot there", he said pointing to where he saw people shooting. "Let's go", he said taking her hand as they ran there. They reached there and he was panting while Aurora stood looking at him.

Her fingers outlined the horrible scars with ghost touches, and for the first time in my life, I felt okay when someone did that, and I did not freak out. “What caused this one?” She asked tracing the circular one that was on my abdomen towards the left, right where my waist ended. “A poisoned shaft. It embeded from my back…” I held her hand and made her touch the spot where the arrow had appeared from, “To my front.” A soft gasp ripped out of her. “That must have been painful.” She said in a soft voice, sympathy, utter empathy, and compassion dripping on her tongue. I hummed my response, remembering the horror of it as the previous underboss disguised the assassination for the day in an arc

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Archer nods, “Yes, it is. You are one of mine, and I will look out for you.” Archer turns to look at the man with the reddish-brown hair and says, “Brandon, oversee this so they get anything they need.” Brandon nods in confirmation, and Archer asks, “Do you mind if we still bowl?” The owner’s mate walks forward with a gracious smile: “Anything you want, sir; we appreciate your business.” Archer nods with a smile and turns back to my brothers and me as he says, “Well, that was eventful. My name is Archer, and these are my friends Brandon and Caleb. Would you like to join us in a game of bowling?”

I would see to it that he failed as well. David had been dangerous, yes, but he was an oaf—a pawn easily manipulated by more sinister and influential people. Archer, however, had his own agenda, his own aims beyond simply seizing power. That made him unpredictable. That made him even more dangerous. His reputation in the Roguelands told me everything I needed to know. I had earned the nickname Ice King for my cold detachment from the work I did there. Archer was the complete opposite. I had heard more than one story of him cackling joyfully as torture was carried out on his behalf.