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- "Rargh!" The Warrior charged in, swinging his mace up over his head and down. To my horror Blake crouched, drawing one knife and holding it in a reverse grip before her, as though she intended to actually try and catch the attack! My breath caught in my throat, but of course at the very last second she flashed to the side – dodging so fast I, and the Warrior, could barely see it. The mace slammed down into the ground, with such force that it splintered the matting.
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