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Blows, counters, slashes flew.
None of their techniques were clean, or elegant.
It was just pure rage and instinct.
It was violence given form.
Berserker laughed mid-fight, blood dripping from his lips.
"Did you feel that?" he yelled. "I can kill your consciousness. Rip it apart. I wasn't planning on doing this yet, but you pissed me off."
He lunged.
But then something cut through the air.
Something sharp, silent, and fast ...
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