Meat hook teeth pierce the taut muscles of his arm and rip it off at the socket as two more pairs of jaws close in only to be met by an arrow sailing through the air toward them. With lightning reflexes, the hydra snaps the arrow in the air and turns again, dropping Bad Dog to bleed on the sand. Akantha stands ready, longbow in hand as three pairs of hungry eyes stare her down. She reaches for her quiver but all her arrows are spent.
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