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Eilonwyn sighed. "Oh Eight it!" she exclaimed.

Eilonwyn moved over to C'laro, forced the bow in his hands with an arrow nocked into it. "Good thing this doesn't matter if the arrow is shot or not." She murmured.

Holding onto C'laros wrist so he couldn't move his hands, Eilonwyn, with tremendous difficulty crouched infront of C'laro and rammmed the arrow into her shoulder. Screaming as she felt a bit of her liffe drain from her.

"There." She panted, wobbling. "Don't be an idiot with it!"