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- A meaty fist struck Jaune in the stomach. He buckled over it, blood and spit flying from his mouth. There was something else too, Oscar noticed. Something sparkly and small that was spat from his lips, shards of glass but also something that glittered in the air. Grinning, he spat it all into Hazel's face, both the glass shards – which fell short – but also the dust he'd bitten down on a vial of.
- —Relic of the Future: Chapter 112
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