S. the archer

S. came from the City, she grew as a soldier, the best archer of the Federal Guard.

She had the beauty of a princess: delicate features, a perfect tiny nose and pink full lips to kiss.

She was very tall, tall as the tallest men in the Guard, her body was a muscled skilled machine .

Her eyes were black, so dark you could never guess her thoughts behind, and her blond long hair were as bright as pure gold.

She was a discharged soldier, and she never turned around again.

She was a bounty hunter, never lost a prey.

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