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*Fires a beam of ice at your back*
Just what I was waiting for.
*A geyser erupts from one of the holes in the ground and freezes as soon as the beam hits it*
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Just what I was waiting for.
*A geyser erupts from one of the holes in the ground and freezes as soon as the beam hits it*
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*Chains the attack with a barrage of needlelike spikes of ice*
*Summons a massive cube of rock in front of the entrance, further fortifying it from attacks*
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*Charges a beam of frost and blasts you point blank*
*Runs toward the entrance and slams the ground with my palm, causing large chunks of the pathways and floor to crack and fall into infinity, stranding the viruses where they stand*
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I can do the latter for sure.
Perfect. You'll know when.
*Hits the ground and sprints toward the gate*
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Good enough. I’m no master or anything.
How about knocking heavy things around after cutting them? Or using your ability as some kind of telekinesis?
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The horde?? We can’t handle that, I don’t think. Not under these limitations.
*Shakes my head*
You're right, we can't. Our best bet is to close that gate—I'm going to try to seal as best I can.
*Aims an arm cannon at Glaciar and blasts it in the face*
How precise are you with that sword?
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How?...
*Materializes at your position and matches the viruses' sword strike with my own as well*
Something changed. The horde is after us.
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*Recedes, the shrapnel pelting my body and feathers with shrapnel and temporarily dampening the cold aura*
*The magic lines travel around me, the ground in a circle around me constantly converted to a sandy environment*
Magnum!
*A crosshair sight drops over my eye, and an explosion burst across your form as three artillery shells drop onto your torso and each wing from above*
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