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... ring into a streak of black. The figure passed by Slya, swinging hands that were segmented blades down at her. Instead of dodging, she retaliated.
She forged a sword so quickly it looked like it was already in her hand, along with a small shield above her. Everything happened simultaneously. The finger blades slammed into her shield, tore through it, and pain flared in her shoulder.
But something else hit the ground with a ping-thud!
Screaming followed as red-black blood ...
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