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- The flying armor swiftly turned the pipe toward the dual wielder. Like the thrown swords had not injured the occupant at all.
- That long pipe spit fire and light again.
- The previous shots had been one at a time, but now it fired too fast to count. A violent, mechanical rat-a-tat echoed over the city. The dual wielder swung its swords at the projectiles, and everyone heard a schiing of metal on metal. This did not last.
- Two swords were simply not enough to block dozens—hundreds?—of projectiles. Those tiny things riddled the enemy with holes at terrifying speeds. The dual wielder’s body shook and then, like the shield bearer before it, went down.
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- Volume 14, Chapter 2.2
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