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... eneath an invisible weight.
Julius spun on his heels, his lone sword drawing a silver arc through the humid air. "The tree, Dylan! Now!"
Dylan didn’t need to be told twice. He grabbed hold of the oak he’d only just uprooted—fifteen tons of concentrated wood and rage. No chance he’d set it down gently. With a roar that drowned out the hiss of the Darkclaws, he swung it like an oversized club.
CRACK–BOOM!
The trunk crushed the first two charging creatures, reducing ...
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