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... uched solid ground.
HisFelix'sfeet flexed in his metal boots and greaves. His pants were, remarkably, utterly whole as was his tunic and jacket. Their enchantments blazed, almost overcharged, ready to repair or clean themselves at a moments notice. Felix held up his hands, saw unblemished skin and flexing tendons. Blunt fingertips, thin with a seeming of youth, Tempered.
I'm...me.
His Will thrummed into the ground, into the air, and he was no longer alone. A sword belt a ...
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