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Tyranil nodded, and began searching the room. He found the bow quickly, the room was small and mostly empty. "I'll explain later.", he said. The bow turned blood-red the moment he picked it up, and he teleported away again. He arrived where they had fought, to see the soulless Dunlammus wasn't there. He saw a silhouette with giant wings flying northwest, however.'' Prick. ''Tyranil nocked an iron arrow into his bow and drew it, preparing to shoot at the distant target.