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... oren entered his sight, he drew his bowstring. The shot arrow lodged in Doren’s butt.
"Hyaang!"
Making a strange sound and jolting his body, Doren disappeared into darkness and bushes at tremendous speed like a bull with its tail on fire. He was lucky.
"Guhk."
And the robber who’d accurately aimed while drawing the bowstring and hit Doren had to pay the price. Rowan’s arrow lodged precisely in his throat. The robber who huddled against the wall with trembling hand ...
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