Hugo looked at the stationary object with anger in his eyes. He grabbed the sword and put it in the sheaf. He looked up and saw his tribe moving the other way, he knew his plan was workng. Hugo serched his bag and found what he was looking for. His arrow looked scary in the moonlight but he picked it up and shot it towards one of his own friends.
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