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... low. Ice crawling up her arms in a spiral pattern like frost was responding to her pulse.
She struck.
The mage turned.
Too late.
The sword hit.
It didn't cut deep.
But it cut.
First blood.
Steam rose from the wound like smoke from old incense.
The mage didn't scream.
He didn't even flinch.
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