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*Coughs up blood almost immediately and drops the knife*
You couldn’t leave well enough alone, huh? If you had just disappeared, there’d have been no reason to hunt you down.
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*Coughs up blood almost immediately and drops the knife*
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*Pulls my knife from its sheath and turns to the sky*

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*Seems to be destroyed completely*
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*Materializes in front of you and grabs your fist, which blows up my arms*
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Magic is not all I can work with.
*A loud click resonates throughout the universe; everything seems perfectly still for a moment before a red flash of pure destruction blips through the dimension for an imperceptibly short period of time*
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In a sense of the word. More specifically, Lab 22 will.
*A rising pitch is emitted from the shell, after which seventy thousand countermagic beams point focus on you and follow your position, accompanied by resistance beams that push you toward the center of the dimension*
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*The shell groans and creaks for a moment before adapting to the new throughput, and then begins generating and emitting the closest form of countermagic*
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*The technology restrains the beam and keeps it surrounded as the shell stays in place around the dimension*
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*As soon as it exits the dimension, it encounters a shell of complex technology that captures the beam, analyzes it, and repairs itself*
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*They encounter random pieces of matter scatted in various places*