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Dust swung his bronze dagger at the orc. The dagger grazed the orcβs skin bouncing off. Dust swung again, this one meeting more resistance. Dust retreated, his right arm bloody and blistering. With his other hand, he wiped off his sweat from his eyebrows. He turned tail and ran from the orc leading it to the front entrance. He grabbed his wooden shield that was attached to his left arm and ripped it off, throwing it onto the ground. βIf I sacrifice that, then I could... maybeβ¦β His voice
Dust swung his bronze dagger at the orc. The dagger grazed the orcβs skin bouncing off. Dust swung again, this one meeting more resistance. Dust retreated, his right arm bloody and blistering. With his other hand, he wiped off his sweat from his eyebrows. He turned tail and ran from the orc leading it to the front entrance. He grabbed his wooden shield that was attached to his left arm and ripped it off, throwing it onto the ground. βIf I sacrifice that, then I could... maybeβ¦β His voice