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Brutality of New Xander

The tension in the dark alleyway snapped as the thugs, initially bolstered by their numbers, charged at Xander with a mix of bravado and bravura.

"Get him, boys!" the leader shouted, swinging a crude iron club.

Xander moved with a grace that belied his lethal intent, his blood mage abilities enhancing his reflexes. The first thug lunged at him with a knife, but Xander sidestepped smoothly, grabbing the man's wrist and twisting it sharply. The knife clattered to the ground as the thug howled in pain.

"Take him down!" another thug yelled, swinging a chain.

Xander, using his enhanced speed, caught the chain mid-air and yanked it, pulling the thug off balance. With a swift, brutal motion, he elbowed the thug in the face, sending him sprawling to the ground.

The thugs, seeing their companions taken down so effortlessly, began to falter, their initial courage waning.

"What is he?" one of them whispered in fear.

Xander's eyes glowed with a predatory light as he advanced. Another thug charg
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