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Four Thousand Club
Steven whirled around,blasting Marco back with telekenetic force. He hovered,and threw his jury-rigged crutch off the rooftop. It fell to the ground far below. They were atop the world's tallest free-standing structure. "So. You must be Vent. Or are you Marco? Doesn't matter." Wristwatches appeared up his arms;they had paladium batteries,which extended the magical life of any mage in contact with them. He wasn't able to conjure before. After that,a nugget of platinum appeared in his hand,which he squeezed. He felt reinvigorated.
"You're an obstacle." He summoned Igni and Rudara,in the form of broadswords,and a multitude of longswords appeared behind him,like wings. "And obstacles exist to be destroyed." He swung Igni,greating a wave of flame,then Rudara,making a wall of wind. The longswords started to whirl around Steven,in a defensive manner.
"You're an obstacle." He summoned Igni and Rudara,in the form of broadswords,and a multitude of longswords appeared behind him,like wings. "And obstacles exist to be destroyed." He swung Igni,greating a wave of flame,then Rudara,making a wall of wind. The longswords started to whirl around Steven,in a defensive manner.