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Throgar laughed. The elf definitely had a fire in her heart, it impressed him.

He knelt down beside the broken branches, and was about to Speak when the wound on his shoulder caused pain to shoot out all over his body. He hissed, clutching the wound. “Damn, we’re gonna mead to treat this...”

He glanced over at the elf. “I’m assuming you don’t know how to treat an arrow wound?”