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Melita blocked Loren’s blow, which he couldn’t even say he was surprised about. However, he wasn’t going to stand there and let her recover from her failed leap; nor was he going to continue playing around with her. She was faster, stronger, and more skilled than him with her staff, and he was totally fine acknowledging that.But he had magic.
So, for the first time during this bout, he let go of the tight grip he’d held on his power: as he danced away from her low blow to his knees by the simple expedient motion of darting to his left and back, while sweeping the base of his staff into the path of her strike, he summoned a golem directly behind her with an effort of his will and no sign of his magic manifesting besides the creature itself. It kicked forward at her right knee while its rocky fist punched down towards her left shoulder.
A beggar's book
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a noble's blood
