The last arrow stuck, but for all the good it did, it was about the same as trying to tickle a water buffalo to death. The Tribute just kept on coming. And it almost made it worse that he could see her better than last time; it wasn't just a set vaguely humanoid shape with glowy eyes and claws rushing him, it was a gaunt shape, almost starved and on death's door, looking almost as dead as R.

His fingers just barely grasped the hilt when she crashed into him, arms going around him. Daniel could only get one arm free before it could get pinned to his torso. He tried to twist to the side as he fell, trying not to land on his back.