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... urning sting at her shoulder, where a puppet’s claws had ripped through her leather tunic. The shock spun her on her heels, the halberd nearly slipping from her grasp.
She panted, fingers clenched around the smooth wooden shaft. It was a foreign mass, inert. Without the familiar flow of her stigma, the great curved blade was nothing but a burden of wood and steel. The whispers seized the chance, slipping into the breach.
"Useless. You’re nothing but a broken doll. You’re not even ...
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