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I let fly my arrow. My aim was off and instead of hitting the Manticore in the middle of his chest, like I had been aiming, it hit his right shoulder. I cursed in ancient Greek and stepped behind Zoë, who had much better aim than me. The Manticore was wailing, a gruesome sound that I had heard but once before. Even though my aim was off, the force of which my arrow hit the ancient monster was strong; the two foot silver arrow was lodged at last a foot into his body. "Curse you!" He yelled before throwing about twelve spikes towards me and my fellow Hunters. Zoë, along with some of the other skilled archers went down on their kn