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... Cain’s eyes widened and his veins bulged as gripped his blade tightly, ignoring the slick blood.
Then he sprinted forward. His breath was stuck in his chest, giving him no time to breathe.
Inixth raised his scythe again, spinning it once before dragging the edge low. The blade split the stone like fabric.
Cain slid under the sweep, boots skidding.
He let go of {Eidwyrm} mid-slide. It hovered above him for a moment.
His finger twitched. A golden blade shot ...
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