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... g blood pumping through her ears, it may as well have been nothing.
Shadows materialized in Average’s hands and formed into a pair of short swords. He crossed them before himself as Olive brought her sword down with all her might. Her blade connected with his without so much as a sound.
Average twisted his swords to the side and sent Olive’s strike sailing past him harmlessly. He lunged, hand blurring as he slashed one of the blades at her arm. It sliced into her armor, leaving a ...
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