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“Unfortunately, I cannot keep this going for very long,” Ketal said.
They had bound the mine with the Dragon Tongue, then he had strengthened himself with the Myst and lifted the whole mine besides. His reserves were scraping bottom. He needed to end this quickly.
“So die.”
“A—aaah!” Raphael yelled.
Ketal charged. Raphael flailed with the panic of a cornered child and screamed as he threw power around, the terror of dying plain in his eyes.
Power lashed out in a frenzy. Adamantadium surged up and pressed the very air aside as it rose in a wall. It was not so much an attack as a desperate plea for distance, a barricade raised by someone who could not bear to let his enemy draw near.
Ketal came on with the axe veiled in Myst. He struck at the wall that had blocked even his raw strength. Adamantadium, which had endured everything he had given it a moment ago, parted like cheese beneath a hot wire. The barricade offered no real resistance at all.
He was on Raphael in a blink, swinging hard. Raphael jerked aside in alarm, dodging just barely, and the stroke grazed him, carving a long line across his chest. Taken by itself, the wound was nothing to marvel at. Ketal had caved in demons’ skulls and torn off limbs before. A shallow cut did not count...
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