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... ter than a barbecue on a hot summer's day, I couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. "Well, well, looks like we've got ourselves a bonfire!" I quipped, flashing a grin at the rapidly disintegrating horde.
But just when I thought I had the situation under control, Cainabel decided to crash the party like a rude neighbor demanding to borrow a cup of sugar. With a snarl that could curdle milk, he lunged forward, his sword slicing through the air like a hot knife through butter.
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