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- The Thief stumbled but managed to get under the sword point, falling and sliding on the floor briefly. One had slapped down, and he pushed himself up and into my guard, swinging a curved dagger for my stomach. I managed to block it by dragging my elbows down, knocking him off target. The cut was light and scratched the side of my stomach.
- I snatched hold of his hood before he could run by and get to Lisa. The Thief, already trying just that, jerked back with a masculine cry, almost falling.
- —Forged Destiny [Book 7: Ch. 10]
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