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However, the Black man seemed to have accurately calculated the direction of his escape. He urged his horse, shifted his position, everything was done in one go.
That was a desperate fight, the halberd welcomed the spear head on.
Sparks flew in all directions, bursting in the dark as ink.
The mount let out a miserable cry and fell down, his brain bursting out.
It was a vigorous heavy maneuver