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... of spears made of pure corruption, each one pulsing with energy drawn from the [Black Sun] above.
The air around him trembled as the spears hovered, suspended in the sky like a storm of blades waiting to fall.
Then, with a burst of force, he lunged forward, grabbing four of the spears mid-dash, one in each hand.
The rest? They shot toward Sam like a rain of death.
Slash! Slash!
Sam deflected the first two spear strikes with sharp precision, his primordial ...
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