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- She landed on his shoulders with unnatural grace, crouching down as her cloak trailed down Cardin's back. Her fist rose, a flash of purple as she stabbed down.
- Cardin hit the floor instantly.
- And the crowd went silent.
- Blake stood, dusting herself down as she stepped off his paralysed body. The implication wasn't lost on me. She'd paralysed him in one hit. Cardin, for all his bluster, was a Warrior – which meant he probably had more Constitution than most of the other Classes in Beacon. Yet Blake had done enough damage to `kill` him in a single blow.
- That was terrifying. Was there a single person here who could have taken that strike and kept fighting?
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