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She dashed through the snowy woods as fast as she could. "Hey stop!" She heard voices behind her but didn't stop. A flash of red hit the edlewood tree next to her. She spun around and stopped in front of them. They paused not knowing what she was doing. Her hands started glowing yellow. Her golden, blonde hair fell in disarray in her face. "I'm sorry. But I have to get to my brother." She whispered before shooting yellow magic balls out from her fingertips. One hit one of the guards straight in the chest. Branches and leaves started growing out from his heart. Then frost formed on the branches creating icicles right over his heart. Suddenly she brought her hands down with great force and the icicles pierced his flesh. Slowly drops of blood started tainting the pure, white snow. The other guard backed away slowly with a look of horror painted on his face. "W-what a-a-are you?" He asked startled. "I am...the Swordwielder."


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