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Hurriedly you draw an Arrow and take aim at the nearest insectoid. You attempt to place your missile into its eye, but as it whistles towards the creature, it twists its head and your shaft misses its mark by barely an inch. You curse your luck as the Arrow glances off its shell to shatter uselessly against the far wall.
There is no time for a second shot. Dropping your Bow, you quickly unsheathe a hand weapon and brace yourself to meet their determined attack.
