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... iel met each strike with threads that hardened like blades, but even reinforced with frost, they trembled with every clash.
Cracks ran across the tiles beneath his feet.
Another slash came down—a black arc of fire.
Azhriel's body blurred.
The attack cleaved through empty air.
Space folded around him, a ripple so faint it was almost invisible, and he appeared several meters to the side, threads already lashing out.
Blink.
The last remaining ...
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