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- The vampaneze were quick to react, and were on their feet, weapons in hand, by the time I reached them. Fast as they were, Mr Crepsley and Vancha were faster, and as I locked swords with a tall, muscular vampaneze, from whose left shin stuck a silver shuriken, I saw Mr Crepsley cut open the stomach and chest of one of our opponents, killing him instantly, while Vancha's thumb took out the left eye of another — he dropped to the ground, wailing.
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- The vampaneze glanced around casually, dismissing me as a threat. Mr Crepsley was winning the war of the knives — his opponent's face had been slashed to ribbons.
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- Mr Crepsley had dispatched the vampaneze with the knives, and after taking care of the one-eyed vampet — a swift cut to his throat — he started forward to help Vancha.
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- Cirque Du Freak: Hunters of the Dusk, Chapter 18
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