I looked down at the mysterious object, and tried to figure out what it was.
It was made from metal, and wood, and rope.
Ares had called it a crossbow, and Rayden had mentioned that he suspected I was an archer. Logic was telling me this was a bow; it just didn’t look like any bow I had ever used.
The only bow I had ever used was the one I had worked so hard to earn. It wasn’t fancy, and it certainly wasn’t unusually designed.
I was still looking at this bizarre looking thing with no idea what I was actually supposed to do with it, and Ares crouched in front of me to show me what it was.
I blushed as I looked at him, because he had been in that position for a very different reason such a short time ago and his eyes sparkled as he looked at me because he was thinking exactly th
