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... side, blackening skin and tearing cloth. The orb she held—a replica conjured from her memories of the last trial that kept all corrosive elements at bay—was virtually useless in helping her.
She screamed, clutching the fresh gash in her side, only barely shielding herself in time to avoid being cleaved in half. Her conjured sword clattered to the floor, sizzling as droplets of acid burned into the hilt.
Serena struck next. Even mid-agony, and while withstanding repeated blows fr ...
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