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*I nod, heaving a couple ragged breaths still reeling from the last burst.*
Thank you my king,
*My hand passes over the scythe, and consumes a fraction of the power. Knitting my wounds, then spinning the scythe a black wind blows and the blade of the scythe hums.*
I will not fail you.
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*The black wind whips at your face, strains your vision for a moment. Enough time to rush towards you at mach speed, ripping through the shields with the scythe. The blow is earth-shattering.*
*Lifts my knife in response, and the collision between the blows results in a shockwave in every direction, the ground beneath us cracking and tearing from its place, while the wind whips at its surroundings*