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A strained gasp tore through the Glades as the Green Arrow staggered and fell hard into the shadow of an alley. The sickly neon from Verdant washed over his battered green leathers, the hood casting his face into darkness. He was rigid with the effort not to bleed out, three bullets still burning in his flesh. His balance gave way completely, and he crashed into a splash of white and red—a local hospice nurse, now pinned beneath his weight on the cold pavement.