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... at the last possible second to protect the party’s precious healer. His longsword clashed against the stranger’s broadsword with a shriek that was comparable to that of nails on chalkboard, steel sparks scattering across the dirt, partially highlighting the split-second muscle struggle under the moonlight.
Yet, the stranger persist, her force was brutal enough to hurl Marc like a ragdoll, his body skidding until he landed hard on his side, he let out a huge groan as Hailie panickingly ca ...
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