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Clang. Qing Ling's fingers clenched, summoning her closest weapon—the Tang Dao—to intercept the boomerang.
The blade caught the spinning weapon at its center, halting its rotation but the momentum threw Qing Ling off balance.
Hundreds of red snakes struck from her left. Too late to dodge.
Violet light flashed in Qing Ling's eyes. Half a second later, the red snakes vanished as Colorless's concentration broke, her instincts screaming danger. She leaped backward as lightning bolts crashed into her previous position, turning the scorched ground brilliant white.
Colorless rolled to her feet,...
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