S-S-S-S-S-S-SHING!  The front wave of the enemy line was flattened, knocked down as if by Upuaut's own scythe.  S-S-S-S-S-S-SHING!  I stole another glance back, and there was Sana Avennia, staggering forward, shaking her flail at the enemy line.  The bronze links rang, and damn me for a civvie if it wasn't a sweeter sound than temple bells. "Eyes forward, Gwythar," the wizard hissed, wiping the blood from her mouth with her free hand. "We're not done for yet, but neither are they."

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I leaned heavily against the wall, jamming my free hand over the wound in my side, trying hard not to think of how close I'd been to a one-way trip to the Ice Floes.  Both my foes were face down before me, juicing out ... one from the fleche he hadn't been expecting from me.  The other, from the back of his head being bashed in.  His hair was matted with blood and ice chips.  I glanced up at Master Elaina, safe and sound behind a glittering ring of ice.  She gave me a sprightly wave, a second glowing sphere of ice in her hand, and looked around for more targets.

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