Caedyn brought her sword cleaving down, but the shaman charr blocked
her strike. His claws grated the blade, sending tendrils of fire
racing into the tempered steel. Caedyn yanked the weapon free before
they reached the hilt. The fires faded the moment the blade raked out
of his claws. The shaman smirked at her flinch and Caedyn's blood
boiled. With a yell, she swung at him again.
He met her this
time. Staff locked with sword in a great clash. But it wasn't just
the sound that died away. Caedyn's sword, made brittle with the
shaman's trickery, shattered.
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