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... xtremely rare or powerful, but it was nothing like his axe. Lifedrinker was alive in his hands; she pulled toward his targets, was weightless on his backswings, and effortlessly changed direction with just a nudge. The maul, on the other hand, felt like swinging a Volkswagen attached to a lead rod. It was ponderous, momentous, and when he heaved it to and fro, Victor had to follow through, had to move his body to accommodate the immensely dense hammerhead.
Nonetheless, the effects of all ...
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