Hey people! As you noticed i stopped with the special thanks corner and just pmed all of you ! It was easier that way . Anyway, theres a story behind this drabble. It was about our semi finals game today and how we won because of my friends epic three point shooting. She only missed one out of nine and that was just so inspiring that she wasnt always the best player and now she ends up with that . Also if you read the story A team in my profile, we're going against that team in the championships tomorrow so wish me luck ! Anyway enjoy the Drabble and r and r !

Due to its small size and the fact that it is very much separated from the mainland of Araluen, Seacliff became an easy target for a group of foreigners to conquer.

They knew it was going to be easy due to the population of said fief that is much smaller compared to other fiefdoms but they still decided to play it safe. They had fifty men at arms, all trained for battle and wearing mail made by the best blacksmiths and metalworkers in their kingdom. Their weapons ranged from swords to axes to chains, all the weapons that they thought would strike fear into the hearts of any enemy.

That was enough to wage war against a small island, especially if it's a surprise war with less than a day's notice. Or that's what they thought. No one there ever thought to think about the ranger corps that reigns in Araluen also extended to the farther edges of the kingdom.

Will wasn't supposed to be a part of this war. He was ordered to just stay in his cabin and wait.

Our enemy's are all trained swordsman with armor covering their entire body. What do you expect to gain with that flimsy stick? The battlemaster pointed at the young ranger's longbow. Also, didn't you just get your silver oak leaf? Just wait a few more years, probably by then, we'd let you join the fifth line.

He chuckled to himself as he said the derogatory joke.

Will balled his hands into a fist. The battlemaster was underestimating his skill in the battlefields. He couldn't do anything though then. A ranger is still lower than a battlemaster in rank and doing something to offend him would definitely count as treason. What more was that he was a newly made ranger not a senior like his mentor so punishment would definitely be worse.

Will just nodded, not bothering to disguise how he felt about all this. The battlemaster didn't care anyway. He just continued that chuckling that was slowly turning into laughing.

"I'll take my leave now." Will said in a much louder voice.

The battle master waved the apprentice away from the office and that left Will in the cabin.

The young ranger sighed as he sat on the sofa of the cabin. This was the first thing that happened in Seacliff in months and he couldn't even join in the action.

Why does this fief even have a ranger when it doesn't look like they'll need it? Will thought to himself angrily. He imagined Halt and how he would react to that kind of situation. If Halt were ever in that kind of situation, he was pretty sure that that ranger wouldn't even bother following the orders of Battlemaster Norris and just join the war. (Especially since he got insulted along the way)

Will stood up and grabbed the long bow he had placed on the kitchen table and left the cabin.

If Halt would do that, might as well.

Battlemaster Norris surveyed the battlefield. The fight was coming on pretty well to his surprise .For some reason, the armies were much fewer than he expected and most of them already looked rattled.

Most probably from the how tough and capable my soldiers look .He patted himself on the back for a job well done in training his apprentices.

Or was it the doing of his favorite apprentice? He turned to one of the young knights, fighting with impressive speed and flexibility .He smiled at the boy, awed by his talent and potential as a knight.

The battlemaster clapped his hands as soon as he was sure the last opponent of the young knight apprentice was dead.

"Very Impressive!" He chided as he approached his apprentice. "How many were you able to defeat?"

The latter shook his head and smiled. "A lot but it's only thanks to a rain of arrows that I'm still alive right now so I think the one who launched that should be praised, even if they were probably aiming at us."

The battlemaster's stomach dropped when he heard this. "They brought an archer with them too?"

The apprentice shrugged in reply. " Who else would've launched the arrows? Luckily none of us got hit! The only ones who got hit were some of the enemies back there. " He pointed to a path in the woods that lead to the docks.

"Let me check this archer out. You continue fighting." He ordered as he followed the path.

He was surprised to see dead bodies littered everywhere. All with the enemy's armor and uniform.

It was either they had an archer who was really bad at aiming or…

He didn't have time to think of the other reason for this. A man was charging at him from the side. It was an injured enemy whose wounds were so severe, will was probably the only thing keeping him alive .The battlemaster didn't have time to react. Age had made him slower and also this was a surprise attack that was too fats and unexpected. He thought the sword on his head would be the last thing he saw and pain the last thing he'd feel.

For some reason though, the warrior stopped and fell face down on the ground. Behind him stood the ranger Battlemaster Norris had ordered to stay in the cabin.

"Y-You did this?" The battlemaster asked, his eyes wide.

The ranger nodded in reply. "And I just saved your life." He added.

"That was dangerous! You could have hit the Battleschool apprentices who were fighting here!" He said, a feeble attempt at scolding.

"That couldn't have happened." Will replied matter-of-factly. " You see I wasn't aiming at them… I always hit where I aim, especially when I'm that close." The ranger pointed at a high branch in one of the trees.

So that was it. The reason the enemies he was seeing were of small numbers and were already very rattled when he saw them. The ranger in front of him had killed most of them even before they could reach the main battlefield. He had also saved most of his apprentices from impending death and most of all, saved his life.

Through all this, Battlemaster Norris sighed in defeat. He underestimated this ranger but he still didn't want to show too much of how impressed he was. It was mostly his pride issues by then.

" You did your job ranger. That's a good sign." He said proudly.

"I hope you learned something through all this, sir." The ranger said smirking.

"What do you mean?" Is he trying to undermine my authority?

"You would need to add archers to battles every now and then." Will explained confidently.

"Why do you say that?" The older man asked, his brow twitching.

The ranger shook his head and shot an arrow at the battlemaster and watched as the battle master's face turned from confident to terrified in the second when he realized that he just felt and heard the whoosh of an arrow just a breath away from his ear, less than a millimeter away from killing him.

"The long ranged shot is what kills the best and ensures victory."

And that was how the battlemaster gained full respect for the young ranger Will.