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Quick as a cobra, Sister Wilemina threw her sword. Not at the
man, but straight down between his feet. The blade hit dirt and
vibrated, and Badger’s eyes flew wide. The oldest trick in the
book. As the pirate was distracted, the archer coiled an arm like
an oak branch. Her knotty fist slammed Badger’s broad brisket and
nearly dented his spine.
—Clayton Emery, Jedit (2001)
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