Versus Belize (Part 1)

Belize looked at the beautiful woman who was continuously shooting arrows in their direction, with someone from their side falling each time. Even if it wasn't from direct damage, they'd be down due to some sort of poison or paralysis. 

She must not be more than level 10, yet she was causing his side so much damage. Normally, he'd be offended that a woman would be holding such a good weapon but oddly it just fit in her hand. 

She was so beautiful and fascinating. There was something in the way she held herself that stood out, and it was difficult even for enemies to look away. 

He could tell there was no other woman like her. 

That, and combined with the charm of Class B weapons and armor, he found himself nodding at the lord's offer