Altas shrugged, never once pealing his eyes away from the makeshift arena, "Don't worry about it Ranger Kent, you passed your Rites didn't you? So you had a botched fight. Big deal, just be glad it was a sparring match and not the real deal. Get better next time."
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Up on the Dias, Alucard had not yet responded to the weapon of choice, "Bows it is then." One of the Master Shadow's many bow materialized in this hand, pulling the bowstring taunt, an arrow could soon be seen notched. It had a blunt end, like a rounded smooth stone. Taking aim, focusing on shoulder of Jacob's dominant arm, he called out, "At the ready!"