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As I ascended into the sky, threads of ice spun from my fingertips, weaving together into jagged spears above my head. With a casual snap of my wrist, the frozen spikes rained down in a deadly barrage, all aimed straight at Thalindra.
She leapt up, throwing her arms skyward, summoning a sudden gust of wind magic to shield herself. But she was too late. Some of them spiked into her shoulders.
I grinned, my ice forming platforms beneath my boots like stepping stones in t ...
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