Andria's POV
I ducked the first one, but before I could even exhale, I heard another whooshing sound, as an arrow burst through the air towards me. I ducked low, rolling against the dirt.
The second arrow struck the ground where I had been crouching just a moment ago.
"Damn it!" I hissed, snapping my gaze up toward the trees. "Show yourself, coward!"
Then I heard rustlings among the leaves, catching sight of the birthmark on the neck of the nameless pursuer. I noticed it wasn't a male; the birthmark was similar to the birthmark on Tracy's neck.
What was Tracy up to now? I thought we were done with this. "Tracy, I know that's you, stop hiding," I called out. "You know you don't need those arrows. Come out, let's fight."
Athena's growl deepened. "There!" Another arrow flew across.
I turned, trying to duck, but not fast enough.
The arrow passed right through me. I felt a sharp jolt of pain tear through me, making me wince in pain.
