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From each house come more
More of these bandits with hostages
The people of this village have been taken
All the more reason to stop holding back
She sends the swords skyward
Out of sight of all without a magic eye
The leader doesn't flinch
But his minions' hands get shaky
Storm clouds appear over the stalemate
Those shaky hands get shakier
And the leader stands more determined than ever
Unconcerned with his enemy's relation to the storm
Her story continues...
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