Veil
Violet arrows of crackling flame and arching lightning shot through the air one after another. Their speed and precision was on a level that could hardly be matched. But, Ryu wasn't satisfied. He still felt that his skill was far too lacking.
Something like drawing his bow and shooting accurately was a simple task for him. He had absolute control over his body and his Mysteries of Heaven and Earth Pupils were the dream of any bowman or woman.
The problem was that he didn't have the grace of a bowman. It felt like he was swinging a sword and could follow the arc a diagram detailed perfectly, but he had none of the artistic conception, none of the feel, and none of the subtle, nuanced comprehension.
Ryu had always felt that he was lacking in this aspect. Ironically, accuracy, something many bowman struggled the most with, was the easiest to him.