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His gaze snapped upward, locking onto the fresh arrow the elf had just loosed from his high perch.
The projectile cut the air with a vicious whistle, silver fletching flashing like a falling star.
In the same heartbeat, one of the black spheres orbiting Aaron shimmered and reshaped.
It stretched and hardened into the sleek, matte form of a handgun, simple, brutal, perfectly balanced in his palm.
He raised it without flourish and squeezed the trigger.
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