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- Helmet cracked against helmet, and it dazed Cross-Z worse. A sharp kick to the body sent him rolling, sprawling, and knocked him out of his transformation. Chief dropped Cross-Z's blade, and turned his attention to the other sword, the one cutting into his gauntlet. Lancelot had struck with all his might. Even now, he used enough force to cleave into iron.
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