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... out with the bow.
The wolves were closing in—five, maybe six of them running alongside the carriage through the trees. Their eyes reflected the firelight, gleaming yellow and hungry.
Viktor nocked the flaming arrow, drew the string back as far as his strength allowed, and aimed not at the wolves but at the dry underbrush ahead of them on the left side of the path.
He released.
The arrow flew in a burning arc, trailing sparks and smoke before embedding itself into ...
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