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... face of the sergeant was close at hand.
The sword light flickered, and the armed sword was like a silver venomous snake, hissing through the air towards Jeanne’s head.
The tip of the sword was no more than half a foot away from her neck; she had no time to defend, let alone release a spell.
Besides the futile gesture of raising her short sword, she had no means to respond.
Exerting all her effort to turn her head slightly, Jeanne tried her best to minimize the ra ...
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