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... wrist, he sent ice tendrils shooting toward the shadows, probing for the dark godling's form. The shadow pulsed in response, darting unpredictably, trying to flank him from above.
Chen countered creatively: he condensed moisture in the smoke into tiny, spinning ice needles, firing them like a hailstorm in the air around him. The needles pierced through the shadow as it moved, forcing the dark godling into the open. Exposed, their movements became easier to predict.
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