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Cometh the Hour (III)

The clashing of metals was the only sound that echoed on the empty corridor. Setsuna relentlessly waved her blade to and fro trying to atleast damage wolf to no avail. He was slippery as an eel. Everytime she felt that her blade would hit only for it to hit another illusion. "Hold on! I don't want to fight. Countless lives are at stake here!" He said only for his words to be ignored. She lowered her stance as she turned into a bolt of lightning, then reappearing above him. Her blade drawn, striking down with an overhead slash. Wolf slowly looked up with narrowed eyes, "A little too predictable." He said as he parried it off with a quick strike then kicked her in the abdomen.

"Again, I don't have time for this. Let it go, Ryuketsu girl. You can come for my head next time we meet." He said coldly. Setsuna held her stomach as she spat blood on the ground. She bared her teeth and grunted as she coated her blade with electricity. She inhaled then dashed at Wolf as she waved her blade errat
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