Stops a shrike blade

“Wait ... wait just a minute.” At long last, Rei-Ginsei succeeded in
forcing words from his mouth. “At least tell me your name ...” Forgetting
his customary eloquence, he shouted into the fog, “So, is that your name,
asshole? D?” There was no response, and he felt the pair getting further and further
away. The spell over him was broken.

With a scream, Rei-Ginsei hurled his weapon. Extraordinary in its
power, speed, and timing, nothing could stop it; with complete confidence
in that fact, he let the shrike-blade fly.
Out in the fog, there was the sound of blade meeting blade. After that
there was no sound at all, and silence settled over the white world. All trace
of the pair was gone.

“Boss?” Golem inquired dejectedly a few minutes later, but the
beautiful spawn of hell-sent supplications just stayed there with his right
hand stretched out for a shrike-blade that never returned, his countenance
paler than the fog as he sat frozen in the saddle.

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