Golden Eyes' namesakes snap open wide, as she lets out a feral yell. The head of the arrow pulled back ignites into an intense flame which meets the incoming water with a swirl of energy. Her hind-claws scrape along the temple's stone construction as she's pushed back, but her draw posture remains untouched as she's surrounded in mist.
The arrow finally departs, billowing away from her like an angry dragon's breath, burning red, then blue hot.
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