[Horus] Proper Training

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Spell name: Allied Magicks- Piercing Shot
Spell Main Element: War
-Spell Sub Elements: N/A
Affinity Strength: 4 at Base
Function: User charges up a well of energy, magically supercharging a projectile, be it a bolt from a crossbow, an arrow from a bow, or even a rock from a slingshot. The Projectile in question is fired at an accelerated speed, and is overcharged by magical energy making it larger and deadlier, allowing it to pierce through most types of armors.
Affinity:
4- Slings
5- Bows
6- Crossbows
7- Ballistae
8- Small Guns
9- Large Guns
10- Full Scale Siege Weapons.
(Costs mana as though affinity were 1 higher than usual.)
Availability: Open

    Breathe in. Draw back. Breathe out. Horus stood silently, as a cool breeze flowed through the forest. It was silent. Still. The young mage drew back on the bow string, exhaled. Focused. Remember your foot placement, visualize your target. It was all easy to him. He'd done it thousands of times before. Knock. Draw. Loose. The man had always been good at archery, it was his calling. And yet the teachings of his late mother were still engraved in his mind. Steady. keep your eyes open. Follow the path. Follow the point.

    Horus was a great archer. A good mage. Now comes the tricky part. And yet, there was one skill he still struggled to learn. Still trained to learn. A war magic. Unusual given his home, his teachings. But necessary given his duty as a protector. Focus. Focus on the projectile. The tip of your arrow, it's head. Don't break concentration. But don't loose sight of your target. It was a tricky, fickle and demanding spell, despite its simplicity. For many marksmen, you always needed to maintain focus on your target. And yet this one demanded you to be able to split that attention long enough to charge your shot. 
   
    Steady yourself. Keep your grip firm. The gloves over his fingers strained against the bowstring. And focus. On the arrow. Your mana. Feed it like a living beast. Feed it like it's starving. Horus's placid expression broke ever so slightly as he felt his mana start to gently trickle out of him. The boy had spent many years attempting to master this spell. Training his war affinity, his body, his mind, to allow for it to work. It had to work. 
        
    Keep still. Breathe in. Breathe out. A slight glow began to overtake the head of his arrow. A glow that slowly, but surely, began to grow. Taking form like a larger, more vibrant arrow, and crawling to take shape along the entire projectile. There! Now loose! His fingers released the bow string, and the arrow shot forth like a green line. Faster than anything he'd fired before, faster- and stronger. Horus watched as the arrow punched through his target- dead center- and passed straight through. Through the target, the tree behind it, and the one behind that. 
   
    The young man sighed and lowered his bow, relaxed his stance. Relief flowed through him, alongside a sense of achievement as he realized his success. And then he started to survey the two damaged trees. Old and strong. The new wounds would not go entirely unnoticed. "The elder's are going to be upset about that one." 

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