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... blue jolts of electricity crawling across them. The air smelled of ozone and salt, which, on any other occasion, would have been a wonderful mix—something unusual enough to ground me in the moment and induce a sense of gratitude.
But as Claws rocketed forward, her body no longer constrained by the laws of physics, I found my thoughts otherwise occupied.
I teleported forward to meet her just before the treeline, only delaying by a fraction of a second to raise a shield of chi arou ...
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