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- "Use this!" I shouted, throwing Crocea Mors up towards her. It was a clumsy throw, my Dexterity still being absolute pants, but Blake more than made up for that, kicking off its back and hanging from a spike to catch it in one hand. I almost imaged she nodded in my direction, slipping back onto its neck, pausing to gain her balance as it shifted and tried to scratch its eyes free of ice – before she reared up and slammed my sword down.
- That, at least, didn't break. It sunk into flesh with a sound completely overridden by the scream of the Ursa. It lashed weakly towards her, the Assassin gripping on for dear life, before it finally slammed to the floor.
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