Part 3 of 5, Gray Huntress and the Proto-Deus, by heozART:

Once outside, Gray Huntress wondered what was next. "Well, I still have two arrows and new shiny rocket boots. Didn't the mystic say something about the clouds?" Guided by her instinct, she shot the second arrow into the air. She was not too suprised to see the arrow keep going up with no sign of coming down, and she started chasing it.

Hours must have passed. She must have flown very far. So far, in fact, that she was worried if she would be able to make it to where ever she was going before running out of fuel. It was that very moment that she discovered an important design flaw of the RB13: There was no fuel guage! (Actually, there is. She should have read the instruction manual.)

Luckily for her, the arrow started descending before she could utter words not appropriate for all ages. Between picturesque mountain peaks, she could vaguely make out what looked like a medieval church. "What is something like that doing in a place like this?" Before she could think of an answer, a more important question came to her mind. "How in the world am I going to get back? I really hope the last arrow guides me home."