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"D-Damn you," Dew growled. She tried to keep her eyes on him, but the sand stung at them, while Neptune's goggles kept him safe. Her lunge was clumsy and easily batted aside with the back of his hand. He lunged in and cut towards her face in return.

Had she no aura like him, it would have taken out her eye and left a nasty scar. As it was, she fell back with a cry of pain and one hand clutched to her face. She would have a bruise at worst.