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Evening Dancer
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>>211451
"Focus!" I hiss, and she snaps out of it, charging at the man.
And then I see just how much that few pounds of steel she left behind matters. The Dwarf swings wide, and she slides under it, then rolls into a spinging leap, blade first. The blade seems to turn in midair without her, on its own, directly into the dwarf's chest, sinking in without issue. It roars in pain, raising a single mighty fist to strike her...
Then falls limp, and she lets out a surprised cry as the thing simply collapses atop her, her legs sticking out comically. I sigh, pushing the thing off of her with a great deal of effort.
She sighs in relief at the end of the encounter, then looks me in the eyes... though not without a little wandering, I note.
"What is up with that crazy book of yours!?" she says, gesticulating.
"It appears that draining too much luck can hamper the normal function of entropy in the nearby area." I reply.
"...Huh?"
"... The more cool stuff I do, the more likely weird things are to happen."
"And all those weird things so far..."
I shrug. "We should be pleased it is something as foolish. After all, there is a tiny chance that your heart will simply cease beating."
"...Oh."
There's a long pause.
"C-c-could you get dressed, please!?" she says, her eyes sliding down then snapping back up, her face a deep, cherry red.
>>211510
... I can see your point.
... I can only hope that we need not cut through the Hall of Weavers on the way back. Summoned creatures can be... Well, let us just say I do not wish to borrow trouble.
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