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... slow, but suddenly the blade narrowed, appearing to transform into a line, and that line cut through the net.
“What!”
The comrade who had thrown the net shouted. Yon realized something was wrong, but there was no time to speak.
He extended his left hand forward, gripping the glaive blade near its edge, and struck briefly before stabbing and swinging it.
Thud, thud!
The sword that had cut through the net now approached from above and had to be dealt with. < ...
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