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A familiar rage strengthened Perscors. The skill of archery, unpracticed for many years, returned to him as if through Nimrud's bow itself. Without taking conscious aim, he drew the head of an arrow to his fist, handling it with ease. The arrow hit one of the white-clad warriors under the chin, and punched up through his throat. Within a few moments, the others had fled out of range.
"Like Nimrud, I am best at hunting men. But who these are, and why they attack me, are only fresh signs of my ignorance."