[The Fuujin Yumi wasn't real, here. But Mai's powers made it real enough, and Takumi thanked her spirit for this chance. Like the real bow, the string and arrows were magical. Would only maintain their form as long as he had focus. And that had another, unexpected, side-effect: in battle, to keep his focus, Takumi's body was calmer, more steady. His PIP showed no signs of the rushing heartbeat or adrenaline. At least no more than it was when he was killing the demons or just the stress of this place.
By the time he took the shot, and HARU knew what his intentions were, Thorn would be dead.
So would he, of course. Surely the AI would fry him the moment the arrow flew. But that was fine. He was prepared. One breath, deep, then... let go.
....
Still, Thorn wasn't a bad person, he knew. So maybe what was intended to be a clear headshot wasn't quite perfect for once...]
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By the time he took the shot, and HARU knew what his intentions were, Thorn would be dead.
So would he, of course. Surely the AI would fry him the moment the arrow flew. But that was fine. He was prepared. One breath, deep, then... let go.
....
Still, Thorn wasn't a bad person, he knew. So maybe what was intended to be a clear headshot wasn't quite perfect for once...]