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- Rather than obeying my command, the man held his staff at an angle of forty-five degrees, in the defensive position. Then he sucked in a breath and suddenly attacked, bringing the weapon round in an arc, aiming at my head.
- But suspicion had made me ready. I raised the Starblade to block the blow, and with barely a shudder the sword cut into his staff as if it was butter, slicing it neatly in two. I paused, not pressing home my attack. Arkwright had taken aim with the base of his staff rather than the blade, so he hadn’t intended to kill me.
- Starblade Book 3 Chapter 2
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