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Howling loud enough to shake the ground, Cassy broke the arrow the arrow, and threw the other half of it for the woman behind Morra.

It hit it's mark, landing in the woman's side. She suspected it was a surface injury but she didn't care to find it out. She had created enough distraction with which they could run from here.

The male whipped around, dashing for Cassy. Numbing herself to the pain of the wolfsbane and it's effects that had already begun to settle in, Cassy lunged for the male whose sword had begun to rise to cut through her.

She was not going to die again. She had so much to do. So much to live for now. The useless wolfsbane was nothing compared to her determination to survive.

She dropped into a low crouch at the last second and kicked her foot out, causing the male to fall on his side, sword clattering out of his grasp.

But Cassy didn't wait to watch what she had done. She ran for the sword, grabbing it from the floor and she grabbed Morra's wrist