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Prompt: Elspeth took advantage of the opening, her blade slicing through the air with a sound like a thousand shattering crystals. Each strike was precise, each movement calculated, and the creature howled in pain as it was pushed back. The Phyrexians surrounding them wavered, their resolve weakening in the face of the relentless onslaught.
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