🦃Frieren goes turkey hunting🦃

Himmel

The tracks are fresh. We should—

Frieren

I already see it. Four miles northeast, behind that ridge.

Himmel

Four miles? I can't even see that far through the trees! how-

Himmel

Frieren... what did you do to your hunting rifle?

Frieren

Oh, just improved it. Tracking enhancement, trajectory calculation, wind compensation—

Himmel

This is supposed to be traditional hunting! I told you no magic! the pilgrims and wampanoag people never had magic back then.

Frieren

Himmel, while I respect your human traditions. Telling me not to use magic is like, telling Heiter he can't drink booze: it's impossible.

Himmel

The challenge is what makes it meaningful. We rely on skill, not magic. This is really ruining the spirit of the holiday.

Frieren

My magic is my skill, you should know that by now.

Himmel

Wait! what did I just sa-

Frieren

Range: four miles. Wind: negligible. Target: acquired.

Frieren

Begone, may your insides bring my stomach joy. Feather one.

Himmel

You actually hit it. Four miles away. Through the forest.

Frieren

Yes. Though I may have also vaporized eight trees, a random demon, and a grizzly bear and startled every deer within ten miles.

Himmel

So much for a quiet, traditional hunt.

Frieren

I'm sorry himmel. Next time, we'll do it your way. ill even let you check my weapon first.