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- I eased back on Tauropolos’ draw, back down to something that wouldn’t be instantly lethal, and adjusted my aim, then let my arrow fly.
- It was fast. Faster than fast. If I’d been in my normal state, I probably wouldn’t have even seen it move, that was how fast the arrow flew. It crossed the distance in less than a second —
- “FUCK!”
- — and slammed home so hard that it actually knocked my target off his feet.
- His shoulder should be all but destroyed, now. I hadn’t aimed for anything vital, but the damage to the muscles and bones should be enough that he wasn’t able to use that arm, anymore. In fact, without a healer to fix it, it would likely be permanent. Maybe if he’d been an innocent bystander, it might’ve meant more to me, but someone who was attacking me?
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