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... rc’s half-moon axe whistled in a diagonal slash, the brutal trajectory reflected in Adam’s sky-blue eyes; it would split him from his left shoulder down to his right hip.
Adam slashed upward, meeting the crushing blow with his own axe. A shockwave blasted outwards, his legs slightly bending under the force of the impact. The clangor barely lasted for a heartbeat before the cheers of the crowd overwhelmed every other sound.
Tragg pressed down, thick veins pulsing like snakes benea ...
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