[i]Sighing as if infuriated, Irina suddenly drew her flintlock, silently waiting.
The blade pierced through Daniel's cloak and into him, but at a cost: a massive wheel was heading straight towards Magrim's side, speeding towards him as a blur. It was practically impossible to dodge the weapon, it's wielder screaming with pain and rage.[/i]
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