Observation
To a layman, chance and skill are indistinguishable, but to the master, this perception is never enough.
Maybe from one hundred chances, one could expect to be so accurate once or twice. The master can tell from the damage.
But from ten thousand, a chance becomes a calculated choice. Destruction of the desire itself is the only path for those who pursue it. This was the master’s path.
The target was just a temporary burden of focus.
This was not by chance, but a master.
He is among us.