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... ger flickering as though it were fractured shards of light, dissipating and appearing in a vast array of strokes and thrusts.
And Altair thought: "How the hell is she so fast!" His sword, anticipating and reacting precisely to his will.
Blades swirling into deadly arcs angled at such dangerous vertices, any irregular movemts or mistake meant death for both parties. Their Dance of Blades was seemingly unding until a thunderous voice seized control of their small bodies.
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