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The blade cleaved through Dacian's gut, sending him to a knee. He felt millions of tendrils of pain stab his mind. He let out a ragged gasp. By the Nine Divines that hurt!

He gripped Arrietty's knee and, somehow, rose to his feet, using her as a crutch.

"What are you waiting for?" Dacian spat blood as he spoke, his voice had an odd rasp to it. "Finish it." He snarled.