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"Give me your bow." Daithi ordered Valuril.

"What?"

"Give me your bow." He said, his tone much more commanding.

She handed him her bow and quiver. He slung the quiver around the tiger's neck and pulled three arrows out of it. He leveled them at the Dremora, pulled back the bow string, and let it fly. He missed horribly.

"Huh... my grace?" Said Valuril, uncertain.

"It's been awhile." He muttered. The Dremora were charging closer. He breathed deeply and leveled the bow, pulling out three arrows again. He fired each serperately, with excellent presicion and accuracy. Two Dremora got close. Daithi stabbed one through the eye with an arrow and beat the other over the head with his cane. It was imbueded with steel. As he held the Dremora back momentarily, he held his cane over his head.

"Volley!" He struck his cane in a fast, downwards motion.

A dozen arrows flew towards the company, leaving no survivors.