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- Not that they built the fortifications out of any fancy materials. First, they tipped a plain table onto its side and stacked wooden crates against it to make a simple barricade. Then, between the barricade and the entrance to the hall, they strung up some rope sat about the height of a human’s stomach. By doing that, they obstructed any enemy attempts to charge them and kept the invaders from pressing right up against the barricade.
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- She took one step forward—and then leaped.
- The ceiling was about sixteen feet tall. After jumping high enough to easily touch it, she floated elegantly down on the other side of the barricade. Her high heels clacked on the floor. Then all the bolts fell out of her body. Her neck made a grinding noise as she turned her head, and she looked at the mercenaries behind her loading their crossbows.
- She rushed and threw a punch. She didn’t even use her hips—it looked like she had just thrust out her hand. Even so, its speed was on another level and its destructive power was from another dimension.
- Her fist went effortlessly through the mercenary’s body and slammed into the barricade. With a noise like an explosion, the wood was crushed, and splinters went flying in every direction.
- In the heavy silence that had descended, the noise of the falling wood scraps echoed throughout the hall.
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- Volume 3, Chapter 2.3
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