LII.II Division
Like a Beyblade on crack, I spun forward with blades drawn out to my sides; my arms protesting each hit that I landed as I drew closer to my sister. Each rotation I did was akin to a weed-whacker; my arms flailing around on my sides while I let my blades do all the work. It wasn't graceful, and it sure as hell wasn't what Mother taught me on how to fight with dual blades, but if it was something I could do in spite of my shitty condition, then it was as effective as any technique out there that I could use.

"Get outta the way, Livia!"

My body felt like it was on fire as I practically flailed my way to my sister's side; my own control shot straight to hell as I did my best to steer my body towards the plants that threatened to skewer her. Well, it was us now seeing as I was actually having my own share of branches to clear now. I guess the French fuck finally noticed that I was
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