Target Practice - Belladonna - OTA
Belladonna had only glanced toward the archery range before, But she was good at this sort of thing. An arrow after all was no different from a poison dart shooter, or a well aimed gun.
She tensed her fingers just the right amount and drew back the bow.
And...
A little off center. Just a little, mind but enough to annoy a member of the Assasins Guild of New Orleans.