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zhajia An aging but keen-eyed archer kneels behind a stone parapet during a siege defense. His lamellar cuirass is worn thin at the shoulders from years of drawing his recurve bow, yet meticulously maintained. Layers of hemp padding peek beneath the armor, stained with sweat and soot. Arrows fletched with goose feathers rest in a leather quiver at his hip. His left eye is milky from an old wound, but his right eye locks onto a target beyond the wall. Smoke rises from burning siege engines in the distance, casting an orange haze over the scene.