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... in a file-like manner.
Malik needed to care of them just as they arrived, otherwise, he’d be overwhelmed.
"Die!"
Their first swung at him with an axe, heavy, reckless.
Malik sidestepped.
His curved sword flashed once before it was painted red.
The bandit’s charge never finished.
He stumbled past Malik, his legs buckling, eyes confused—until his throat split open, spilling a dark, wet gasp onto the dirt.
The second tried to grab him, ...
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