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... ling to land attack at Michael for the dozen times. His twin daggers still gleaming with violet energy.
He had thrown everything he had at Michael. Every technique, strength, and speed. However, It made no difference in the Archangel’s presence.
Michael hadn’t moved from his spot.
Aelarin had struck at impossible angles, feinted, unleashed energy slashes meant to cut through the very air itself, yet Michael had repelled each one with effortless ease.
A flick of hi ...
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