I braced myself, heart pounding. "Alright, what's the test?"
"Simple," Kairos said with a flick of his wrist. Shadows swirled around him, forming a puppet doll about 200 meters away from us. "Just attack that puppet with all you've got. I'll be the judge."
"All I've got? Full power then?" I asked, eyeing the distant target. That's way too far to just run up and slash.
"Yes, hand or any weapon, I don't care," he replied, conjuring an isolation barrier around us that shimmered like a force field. "You can strike any time you like."
To hit something that far, only one thing came to mind. He must've dug into my background—the original Remillia used a bow as her go-to weapon. Didn't matter much since I'd tried my hand at archery during that shadow brawl competition back in the day.
But could I conjure my own bow? I shook my head, turning to Macaron and mind linked him, I said, 'Take Glacier with you and go back.'
