Veronica's POV 

My eyes glanced around the environment in fear and my heartbeat increased with constant shock. ‘Where did that arrow come from?’ As my eyes widened and the waves of the air seemed to betray me, I looked in the direction I thought the arrow could have been shot from.

It was clear. ‘What could be happening?’ My eyes went back to the arrow that hit my tire. I wasn't surprised that the arrow didn't penetrate. In fact, it broke, hitting the ground. While I spotted the arrow lying on the ground, I realized there was paper attached to it. Just like message carriers in the old days. 

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