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... ayers slowly discovering a shared rhythm.
Gradually, the tide shifted. The Thunderbirds, panting from their combined attacks, found themselves forced closer together. Their arcs of lightning grew fewer, the sparks not quite as bright.
Nix and Ashvara hovered a short distance away from each other, wings beating steadily as they caught their breath from the grueling second phase of the fight. They were battered and fatigued.
Nix's scales bore scorch marks and shallow cuts, ...
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