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- One of his hands slipped down and I had the barest chance to catch a flash of naked steel – one of the shards of his broken weapon – before it stabbed into my side, just above the hip. The man grinned cruelly and twisted it, earning a scream as pain roared through my body.
- My hands pushed down reflexively, more as an instinct to stop the pain than anything else.
- —Forged Destiny [Book 7: Ch. 12]
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