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... the training dummies. Zephyr stood frozen beneath the arching trees, hidden by a crooked pillar of stone, watching Serena with wide eyes.
The flame she conjured didn't flicker like a simple flame. It pulsed. It breathed.
Destructive Pin—Death Thrust. That was what she called it. Her body had been like a drawn bow—her stance, elegant and rigid—before that terrifying blast surged from the point of contact of her sword.
As he regained clarity he was astonished by the level ...
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