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... against his skin.
Thud. Crack.
The blade cut through only his clothing. It grazed his skin but left nothing more than a shallow scratch. Still, there was a faint tingling sensation at the point of contact.
Poisoned blade.
It didn’t matter. Having been exposed to countless poisons since childhood, something like this had no effect on him.
The realization came in an instant.
Jaxon smoothly reached out and grabbed his opponent's wrist.
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