You move to the right, you get hit by a paintball.
Move to the left, still the same effect.
So what do you do? Just duck down and roll in the mud until you’re in the target zone. But of course, it’s another trap because these targets weren’t meant for us archers to hit. They were meant to be hit by paintballs.
So yes, Natalie and I are stuck in a war zone, trying very hard not to get paint on ourselves. It was actually a very hard task to do. “Sam!” Natalie shouts, pointing into the sky where I see another balloon float up. This time it’s a blue balloon unlike the last one which was purple.
I aimed my third arrow at it, popping the balloon seconds later.
After thirty minutes of hiding in the bushes, Natalie had realized something about the paintball maze.
The balloons gave us points.
