The figure was thrown back. The bow lodged into it was tossed aside, just like the bloodied knife in it's hands. There was a lack of movement for a few moments, but then it got up. After a moment of staring Green Arrow down, it left. Onomatopoeia had no interest in fighting meta-humans.
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