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You brace yourself against the gunwale and draw an Arrow to your Bow. Taking careful aim, you let it fly towards the creature’s head. The beast senses its approach and lashes out at the onrushing missile with its clawed hand in an attempt to slap it away. The Arrow’s steel tip skewers its hand and the beast shrieks with pain as green ichor drips freely from the wound. Then, to your shocked surprise, it bites the shaft in two and spits the pieces back at you.
