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- “You’ve not yet perfected the art. Point the blade toward that valley in the distance."
- "Which one, mate? This island is full of hills and dales. Come on, get with it. Specifics. We need specifics," Jack said.
- "Any one of them will do," Cortes replied, and Jack could hear a note of agitation in his voice. Jack felt proud. It wasn't every mate who could tick off the undead. Jack waved the Sword before him more dramatically than he probably needed to. Then he pointed it at a valley near the centre of the island. The valley began to shimmer. Before Jack's eyes, it was suddenly filled with a roaring current of water. He'd created a river from nothing! Well, nothing but thin air and the magic of a legendary sword.
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- The Sword of Cortes, Chapter 2
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