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- Something slammed into my back and drove me down. Sharp objects clattered on my armour, muffled somewhat by the thick cloak. Snow pushed into my mouth and face, threatening to suffocate me.
- Panic shot through me, a sense of helpless fear as I struggled to flip myself over, in time to cry out as two hooves dashed down towards my skull.
- A black shape hit it. The Cervus was dragged off before it could finish me, its half-stamp posture unable to save it as the cloaked form of Blake drove it to the side and pinned it down. One of her hands raised into the air and crashed down, tearing back up in a gout of blood.
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