Selene's first few attempts were awkward.
TWANG
The arrow flew but missed by a wide margin.
She frowned slightly.
"…That was bad."
She shifted position again.
Then shot another arrow.
TWANG
This one was better.
It brushed Nox's arm while the scout tried to turn around a pillar.
"Hey!"
Nox jumped forward.
Selene moved again immediately.
Commander Lyra observed both of them with sharp eyes.
The first stage of the drill was always messy.
It had to be.
Change forced the body to learn.
After several more minutes the difference slowly started to appear.
Nox began adjusting the way she carried the sack.
Instead of letting it hang loosely she pressed it tighter against her shoulder. Her steps became shorter but more stable.
She started using the obstacles more carefully.
Sliding around corners.
Turning early.
Sometimes she even stopped for half a second before changing direction suddenly.
Selene noticed that too.
Her arrows started missing more often now.
