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... ly's rapid attacks, Atlas' brute force, Ned's precise strikes, none of it mattered. Every hit landed, but nothing stuck. The Jesters twisted their bodies unnaturally, bending, snapping, reforming as if reality itself refused to let them be harmed.
Nely gritted her teeth, leaping back as the Grinning Jester swiped at her with a monstrous claw, its fingers stretching like tendrils of flesh.
"Damn it! Why won't they die?!" she yelled, barely dodging another strike.
Atlas' ga ...
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