"Too late," she says with a genuine smile, the look on her ash-colored face almost childlike in its innoccence as her silver eyes glint back at him-- a smile punctuated by electric, searing pain from her thigh, and only visible in the darkness for the briefest of moments.  The arrows fly.<br/><br/>((To hit, 29.  Damage 5.  To hit, 23.  Damage 3.))