I know others had other excerpts put in... but for this one alone, I can think of no other sceneWhen I see him with his bow, ready to strike, calm and calculated... this is the only scene that comes to mind.. of course, the Khalil one is there too - but in that one he's mid-action mid-air atop Bahadur!Three grey arrows had found their mark right at midpoint!
And not merely found their mark but found their mark in style. Their bodies stood at perfect angles against the board, despite the fact that they'd been shot from a staggering distance away. Each of their three glistening tips had pierced the centre, sharing the 'eye' with the accuracy of a needlepoint - not a tiny fraction otherwise.
Mahendar tried to pull the arrows out casually at first, and then with a rigid tug the second time around. But the metallic heads were lodged quite firmly in the board. And it took the prince three frustrating attempts before he could actually remove them from the board.
'How could...' he stared at the arrows in his hand, struck by an instinct that he somehow knew its owner.
The weapon was only plain looking but the manner in which it'd showed off the mastery of its shooter, was nothing less than a classic work of art. Not only was this master-shooter the undisputed winner, he'd achieved the kind of aim that hadn't been accomplished by skilled archers in decades.
So much so, that for an instant, Mahendar secretly wished he'd been around when the unknown archer had indeed performed this feat.
'Who's done this? I'll give the person a bag of gold, if he steps forward to claim this achievement!'
The people were many, but no one seemed to have any answers. And anyhow, they were all far too amazed by the skill of this phantom archer to mourn the defeat of their hero!
'But I don't understand, Hukum...' the Senapati eventually remarked in a hush tone, when it became obvious that no one was going to step forward 'why didn't the shooter participate in front of an audience yesterday? He would've received praise and honour! Why do this secretly?'
'Because he wanted to send me a message... but couldn't dare to show me his face... THAT'S WHY!' gnarled Mahendar, before turning to address his soldiers.