Fred laughs gallantly at the men below, knowing that nobody can outshoot him when it comes to the art of bow and arrow. Thus, he reaches for his own bow...
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...and finds it securely tied to his back.
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...and finds that he must have dropped it somewhere.
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...and remembers that he left it at the bow-repair shop the day before.
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...and finds that it's not his bow, but someone else's.
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...and finds that it's not a bow, but another weapon.
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...and finds something else.
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