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[color=gray][i]Clank![/i] 

Trixie was surprised when the top of her hammer slipped from its shaft and crashed into the ground behind her, but she wasn't [i]that[/i] surprised. Trixie had been in scraps beyond her paygrade before and to her this wasn't that big of a deal. She wasn't sure to make of her enemy's magic, but she had good people behind her and realized at the very least she couldn't rely on her hammer when it came to this particular fight. Which was fine, because half of her hammer was on the ground.

Trixie didn't [i]need[/i] her hammer to win this fight, especially since the genius who had challenged her decided she wasn't a threat after she was "floored". But that wasn't the case at all, especially if he was turning his back to her and honing in on one of her friends. The boost to magic she was given helped and she began channeling her energy into her arms. Her brows narrowed as she charged the man as she moved to tackle him to the ground with her newfound strength from pouring her magical focus into her bones.

[color=F8733B][b]"Don't think so!"[/b][/color] She shouted as she threw herself into the man, likely sending him to the ground.

As magic exploded around Trixie the only concern she had was taking down the person waving a sword around. 

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