Chapter 72: Bow and Arrow

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Chapter 72 of "Possessed Wolfless: From Rejected to Vengeful Lycans' Queen" opens with: Chapter 72: Bow and Arrow Lethia and Nyna walked side by side toward the glass-walled room.... Find out what happens!

Chapter 72: Bow and Arrow Lethia and Nyna walked side by side toward the glass-walled room. Nyna pressed a button to scan her iris, and the door hissed open. A buzzing sound greeted them, followed by a burst of odorless white mist as they stepped inside. Then came a loud, vacuum-like boom, and suddenly, Lethia’s body felt like it was being sucked upward by a powerful gust, threatening to lift her off her feet. "It’s such a hassle, isn’t it? However, the VR simulation room has to be sterile from dust. Just bear with it for a sec," Nyna explained to Lethia, who looked visibly grim and confused. They paused outside the main simulation room, waiting for the previous candidate to finish their task, which still had three minutes left on the clock. "Why did you choose this?" Nyna asked. "It looked fun. And I don’t need to move that much," Lethia replied, having picked the archery station because it didn’t seem like it required strong legs. Her legs still felt weak and sore. "This sport might look like it doesn’t demand much movement, but it needs precision and... it’s not exactly beginner-friendly, you know? I thought you chose it because you were familiar with it." The smile on Lethia’s lips vanished instantly, replaced by pure horror. She’d only picked the archery station because it looked like something that wouldn’t make her run or use her legs. The moment she saw one of the other candidates looking cool as hell in the VR archery setup, it hypnotized her impulsive nerves. Just like the time she got bewitched by a pair of killer stilettos—worn for barely five minutes before regret hit, like a tennis ball slapped her forehead forcefully. Lethia had never even touched a bow and arrow before, but she liked playing darts and almost always nailed a perfect hit whenever she played. But throwing a dart at a fixed board was a whole different game, compared to drawing a bowstring for a moving target. ’Stupid! What should I do now? Can this choice be canceled?’ With her lower lip caught between her teeth, Lethia turned to Nyna, only to be met with a knowing smirk. That look said it all: Of course not. There was no turning back. She’d made her bed, now she’d better shoot her arrows and lie in it. The soft humming of the exit door opened as the previous candidate finished their archery assignment. Lethia and Nyna stepped into the arena. The cold sting of the central AC bit into the skin on Lethia’s neck, raising goosebumps along her spine. "This is long-range archery," Nyna explained, dropping her gorgeous ass onto the trainer’s seat like she owned the place. "Once you put on the VR goggles, it’ll ask you to shoot moving objects. Could be a doll, a bird, even a beast. They won’t attack, but you need to shoot them fast." Lethia dragged her still-aching legs toward the podium where the VR headset rested. What had looked cool as hell on the previous candidate now felt like a backstabbing beast disguised as fun. Lethia smirked bitterly, wondering, Why had she been blessed with such impulsive behavior? ’Alright. Let’s just deal with it and get it over with. But this’ll wreck my score, won’t it? What the hell is the point of a score if there’s no elimination? Something’s off...’ ’Whisney... can you help me shoot an arrow?’ ["Fu...fu...fu... it’d be easy peasy if you chose heightened sight, you know. But you reap what you sow, so deal with it anyway. You can still use heightened hearing, be ultra-aware of where the targets come from. But... since it’s just VR, can’t guarantee it’ll work."] Lethia strapped on the VR goggles and grabbed the bow resting beside the podium. Next to it stood a sleek cylinder filled with arrows that would automatically refill when empty. ’You know that’s not what I meant. Can’t you just help me, though? Like, make my hands magically shoot the arrows right? Or make them suddenly turn mid-air and pierce the damn target even if I miss? Or maybe just lend me that heightened sight power for a bit?’ ["Just because I agreed to protect your baby doesn’t mean you can wish for the moon, darling. Do you know any fox as generous as me? Just use what you’ve already been given."] Lethia, now wearing the VR goggles, tightened her grip on the bow, cursing the stingy fox under her breath. She wasn’t completely clueless about how to use a bow, especially this one. It was a precision bow, designed to make aiming easier. No need to fuss over the arrow’s position; there was already a slot to align it. All the user had to do was pull and release. But that was just theory—one Lethia didn’t fully trust.. Just place the arrow, pull, and shoot? Sounded too easy. But No! You needed sharp precision to hit the target in one clean shot. And Lethia had neglected that part entirely. She should’ve practiced first. Maybe then she could’ve grasped the feel first before jumping in so impulsively. She pressed the button on the goggles, activating the simulation. With a deep breath, she stepped into position and— She failed. Lethia had tried hard since the first target appeared. And every single arrow had missed. Six targets had shown up in the last ten minutes. She’d wasted more than a dozen arrows, and the scoreboard still flashed a humiliating zero target. Lethia clicked her tongue in agitation and yanked another arrow from the tube with a sharp, pissed-off motion. She had already tried Whisney’s suggestion to use her heightened hearing, and although it helped her detect the direction the targets came from, she still failed to land a single clean shot. "You’ve got a solid foundation," Nyna said, her voice calm but firm. "The force you’re using to shoot is balanced. Try focusing more on the target’s movement." It was advice Lethia already knew, but knowing that didn’t make it any easier. "Imagine the target is someone you really hate and want to kill over and over again. That might help." Nyna added, her voice laced with a teasing edge. And just like that, those words snapped something loose in Lethia’s mind. ’Something I hate?’ A slow, wicked smirk pulled at her lips, like light breaking through fog. ’Whisney... let me use the hearing power again.’

Chapter 72: Bow and Arrow

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