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... ight back to the splintered remains of the tree, its entire chest vibrating to produce this hellish, threatening sound.
’Just like that…’ Theo thought, taking aim at the beast before tickling the release with his finger. ’Just a little bit more…’
Snap!
While nowhere near as strong as the iron threads the bowstrings of the siege ballistas were made with, the tightly knitted fibers making up the string of Theo’s arbalest were still enough to pack quite the punch.
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