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- Shaking my head I looked back towards Yang, just in time to see her block an attack from what looked like a small or juvenile Beowolf. Its arm swung back for another attack, but became sluggish and heavy when ice encased it from claw to elbow. Yang shook her head and dispatched it herself, blowing on her fist dramatically as it fell down.
- "You don't do much in the way of direct damage, do you Weiss-cream?"
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