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The strain of the bowstring was beginning to hurt her tense fingers, though she did not waver. Each enemy fell to the strength of her arm, the determination of her person to see this through to the end. The gray-scaled beast before her took flight, powerful wings propelling him into the air. Ruuka's eyes narrowed, focusing. With a slow breath she released her sun-infused arrow, aimed straight for the creature's heart.