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... ed once more as it lunged. Their polished, shadow-forged edges shimmered with an eerie gleam, catching the flicker of flame still lingering in the air.
Danger signals flared on Marcus' left and right kidneys, his instincts already preparing him for where the attacks were aimed—precise, surgical strikes meant to cripple. Old reflexes surged like a tide, muscle memory kicking in before conscious thought.
"Too bad, that won't work!"
Marcus chuckled as he weaved left and righ ...
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