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As the fallen finger reshaped itself into an all too familiar tool of destruction, all the more so when one considered just what these weapons could turn into, a thought snapped into Arawn's mind. The alfar's keen eyes took in the shadowed chamber, assessing
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Although those closest to the equipment pile seemed quite capable of protecting themselves the shifter set upon them was also the most viable target. Slipping past Z'leyra and her sister as they worked along the other end of the altar he placed himself in
a position to flank the tusked shifter, reaching out with the Cyrx in an effort to touch it to the fluid foe.</div>
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