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Evening Dancer
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"You think I'd sell out my comrades? That I'd go and throw it all away?" I laugh, heartily, feeling a song pump into me.
"You aren't scared of fighting me?"
"Oh, I am. Sends shivers down my spine. But if I threw away my friends... well, Farnle would have a devil set aside for me!"
The resistance to the song is less than before, but it still hampers me. Nonetheless, I play, harder than I have before.
And I break through, the wall of sound and power blasting Sanguine. He throws up one massive arm, and a sphere of grey power baloons around him barely in time to intercept. Fred tosses the scroll box to Farah while he and Zang move in... And Fred is bound by his own shadow, unable to move, when Sanguine motions with his other hand.
"No matter how powerful your song, Mordecai, you cannot hope to overcome me."
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