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The oni hovered above the ground and stared in disbelief at the unarmored warrior — an unworried smile peeking out from under her wide hat. She had effortlessly parried his strikes and evaded his spells and was, at this point, toying with him. His desperation had grown until escape was the only option. But as he turned to flee through the air, he heard her intone, almost meditatively:

"Wyvern stance: severing ascent."

The wind roared as the warrior surged upward, her sword concealed until the instant the oni was within its reach. And as she glided lazily back to earth and returned her blade to its sheath, a deep gash split the oni's back and festered as he fell.

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