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- The razorflails whipped out, driven by momentum, two lashing tongues of hell-steel forged in the hidden workshops of the Bone Middens, but failed to land a blow.
- Yethanda, half staggering by now as she was undone by her own failed acrobatics, gaped in disbelief as the razorflails simply passed through it.
- Votum Infernus
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