'Is that really Kaelan?'
A sharp tingle ran up Corbin’s arm from the hand still gripping Vexathrax.
He was still on one knee, his head reeling, when Kaelan charged again.
Crash!
The man swung his sword without a shred of hesitation.
"Ugh!"
Corbin threw himself aside, the ghostly afterimage of a Phantom Step the only thing Kaelan’s blade found. Kaelan gave him no quarter, pressing the attack with a relentless calm.
"I don't know if you're
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