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... sword in front of her like a discarded toy. Dejection was written on her face, but as Atrox spoke, her face hardened and lit up with the same arrogance she always wore. But it was a pale imitation, an echo.
She forced herself to her feet, gripped her sword tightly, and raised it. "No, never."
Atrox made his fire sword again. He had about a quarter of essence left in his core, but it would be enough. He’d make it be enough. "Let’s finish this then."
Fire ignited around him ...
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