Having sensed his sons approach, Zaiden knew he would need to step inside soon, but currently did not. Outside on the palace grounds, he was blind folded and not using Force Sight, instead focusing on his sense of hearing. Flying overhead were roughly a dozen miniature droids to pose as targets. Reaching over his shoulder, Zaiden drew an arrow which he notched against the string of his bow. Cocking his head as he listened, Zaiden began to locate each as they moved.
After learning the paths of 3, he shot the first arrow, then drew a second and let it fly as well. By the time the first had found its home in the middle of its target, the third arrow was loosed as well. Moving onto a few more targets, he waited a moment to let the first three hit the ground. Then he was slowly circling to keep himself oriented on the highest flying object.
Pausing he shrugged and removed his blind fold. He didn't wish to keep his son waiting to long. After dispatching the droids in swift time, he tossed his bow to the games master that stood nearby, "Clean these up please. I will be back out later to train some more."
He then moved inside to where his son was, "Hey Nate. How's it goin?" He wondered if Aiden was home, as he had taken to living in the Palace.
[member="Nate Drake"]
