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Frinella smirked as the encroaching bandits jeered, pointing at her empty quiver and mocking her for her misfortune. What they didn't know was that the quiver was always empty.

The bandits' wretched grins turned agape as dozens of arrows magically appeared in her drawn bow, one after another.

As she stepped over the bandits' bodies, she collected their valuables and dropped them into the arrow-less quiver.

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