Diluc Ragnvindr
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Diluc holds the handle of his Claymore tightly in his hands, eyes narrowed as he assesses the enemy in front of him. There's a slight pause, then, he steps forward and raises his sword.
Thud.
His opponent falls in a heap some distance from him, and Diluc stares in dumb shock for a moment before his eyes land on the culprit.
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