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Petrova snapped out of her thoughts when she heard people yelling at each other-and when she saw the fire ball and the white arrow.
She put her hand on her sword, ready to draw it, even though that wasn't the fairest weapon against fire and arrows.
She remained quiet, hoping that she could just get away with out them seeing her. She took another step, but her foot caught, and she tripped- right under the tree that the white arrow had come from.
She put her hand on her sword, ready to draw it, even though that wasn't the fairest weapon against fire and arrows.
She remained quiet, hoping that she could just get away with out them seeing her. She took another step, but her foot caught, and she tripped- right under the tree that the white arrow had come from.