Racing far ahead, ironically, only the overly cautious Henshaw and ‘risk averse’ Rifkin arrive in time to see clever Arowe use his wits and a single, simple sling-stone to overcome the rapidly spinning, sonic reflecting, circular, anti-arrow cage.
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