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... r in the night... You lot..."
Squish!
Duncan swung an axe, splitting the enemy’s skull open, blood and brain matter spewing forth.
Clang.
His figure darted forward, sword drawn in an instant, its gleam like an afterimage, slicing through an enemy’s arm as if it were tofu. As the foe reached for a weapon, he was clutching his severed limb and wailing the next second. The fragment of the sword light pierced through his neck, Duncan’s figure shifting and thrusting, u ...
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