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IC: Knite
His arm which had been moments from being limp at his side suddenly began to repair and the shooting pain was soothed. His vision was normal once again as well. He'd only caught a slight glare off of the ice, luckily. Unlucky for many of the Balaur, they were dead onto the blast. It was a great plan indeed, as was the ice storm, but unfortunately they didn't co-exist well. Either way, it wasn't much of a detriment.
His arm again in working order and the Balaur in front of him without clear vision, Knite held his sword forward at full arms length and gave a shout to the Knights around him as he burst forward, his silver weapon swinging freely through the debilitated Balaur.
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