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Chapter Ashborn 405: The Cogs of War
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... to be this fun? What about a rebellion?
Those were the questions looping through Maiya’s mind as she fired a B Grade Razor Gale at her unsuspecting foes in the dead of the Saian night. B Grade was when spells started to impact more of an area, and the half-dozen blades of wind she fired ripped through her enemies like scissors through silk—their bit made even deadlier by the region’s biting cold.
She had to admit, it was good not to be the supreme commander, for once. With Riyan ...
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