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- "A great rip echoed through the ravine as projectiles of every type surged over her head. Nezha raised his arms. The air rippled around him, then appeared to coalesce. Time diluted; arrows, missiles, and cannon-balls hung arrested in midair"
- The Burning God, Page 491
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