CHAPTER EIGHT: THE TOWER OF THE ANGELS-1
ound to face them.
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t , rig, coming closer and closer, making ill back aill rapped in to.
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And ted over and reac at once, but ill flung o fig scy of occasion for it, once t tter t of a sc to gain points for style but to force your enemy to give in, o someone else, too, and t not many people o it; but he was.
So t unfamiliar to foug a nearly gro all costs keep t up no .
ill ted o ted and flung ill ig roared oo muc ills body, and in the man pulled free.
ill dropped to ter, stay tried to stand —and in doing so, tely on t o t not leg out into empty space; t of him was safe.
and scrambled to . t ime to pull it out of to cing like a . But s srying for, and up, he knife in his hand.
Lyra o one side, alaimon a noeeth bared, beside her.
ill faced tly and saime. t: , and he knife was in his hand.
But ill her.
, and noion against t his
antagonist o squint and blink. Even better, tructure t reflections into for a moment blinded.
o t, a taken care to aim, and connected do and