The Beginning of Something Powerful - Part 7

There were several targets set down a range, varying distances away. Another few targets hung from ropes under trees, again at varying distances. He even saw hoofprints in the sandy soil where the snow had yet to reach – evidence that this range had been used on horseback as well.

The woman lectured about things the other students understood. Oliver felt his tiredness creeping up on him as he tried to listen, stifling a yawn. This class was more balanced than any of his other classes, with roughly half the students being male, and the other half being female. They were all dressed in tight-fitting clothing and high boots, just as the teacher was. Oliver couldn't help feeling out of place in his normal attire.