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From there on everything seemed to get easier for her. She no longer hesitated to fire her bow as the remaining bandits kept coming. She had locked herself in a state where she seemingly knew exactly where and when to fire the arrow in order to arrange a kill.

In a trance-like state she readied her arrows and let them fly, one by one, hitting her targets exactly where she wanted them to go.

"One", she counted. "Two. Three. Four. Five."