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Right... Options!

Time seemed to slow to a crawl as fighting instincts took over my senses. It didn't happen often, but I guess being in an enclosed space with two other combatants kicked something in my head to high gear as I watched the Prime whirl his axe over his head. I felt Arya tense in my periphery. If she was telling the truth, then she was gonna be greatly diminished in this fight... which meant she probably won't be able to defend this next attack!

"Please die."

*WHOOSH!*

With a surprisingly polite request, a whirlwind of flame erupted from the man's whirling axe. Sweeping through the hallway, the heat quickly scorched what was left of the blood in the vicinity as it hurtled towards us in an arc. Looking at my partner, she only had a smirk as she raised her rapier for some reason. I was torn.

 
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