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... lant monsters, exploding Creep Spores, and lashing thorny whip vines. She lashed out with a blur of speed, her fist delivering her blue-white Soul Strike to the gnarled, thrashing cluster of branches trying to scrape her face off. The punch connected with a satisfying crack, and her soul magic burst through the monster, sending splinters and fragments of twitching wooden branches flying, and pierced the next angry plant aberration trying to claw its way to her.
She threw herself into the ...
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