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- Darkness emerged into the storm, rising from the hole in the clifftop. He saw her, then stepped forward, hefting his Shardblade like an axe.
- He swung.
- Lift screamed. She let go of Wyndle’s vines and raised both hands above herself.
- Wyndle sighed a long, soft sigh, melting away, transforming into a silvery length of metal.
- She met Darkness’s descending Blade with her own weapon. Not a sword. Lift didn’t know crem about swords. Her weapon was just a silvery rod. It glowed in the darkness, and it blocked Darkness’s blow, though his attack left her arms quivering.
- Edgedancer 19
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