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... s throat before it even realized she was behind it.
She didn’t stop moving.
Each leap was like a gust.
Each strike—targeted to joints, eyes, and weak points.
Her movements were almost dance-like—a blend of martial grace and Soul-infused speed.
One after another, wolves began to fall.
Five.
Ten.
Thirteen.
The rest turned to flee, but Isolde didn’t give them the chance.
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