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... the massive, one-ton creature charging straight at him would make anyone fearful.
He gauged the distance. When the iron giant on its warhorse rushed within fifty meters, he took a deep breath.
In just the time it takes to breathe, the pitch-black warhorse closed in another ten-plus meters.
Now!
Winters entered his spellcasting state. He gripped the lance in reverse, took a short run-up, and poured all his magic into the lance before hurling it directly at the stee ...
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