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- "Gee. Fancy me not wanting to go and visit Sa-" Someone came up behind him and this time he was ready. Spinning, he brought Crocea Mors up, slamming the cleaver away, reversed and brought it down.
- Blake's eyes widened.
- "Shit," he hissed, pulling back at the last second. He wasn't able to stop entirely – and with her in his guard, couldn't afford to. He pushed forward instead and rammed his sword into her face, catching her with the flat and a little of the guard. Something cracked, and blood poured from her nose. Her aura prevented any more damage, but she fell with a startled cry.
- —Relic of the Future: Chapter 40
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