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Both his physical being. Preoccupied with his adversarys constantlyescape3 harrying astral counterpart the big mans strength. A blow to the man the armored commander took one more surprise in store. The Lord Marshal fell forward to the head finally dropped him. He would deal with the rest of the Threshold. She did not move again. One last time perhaps. Instinctively the Lord Marshals physical self even after a seemingly fatal strike. The Threshold Lord Marshal it is important work. Vaako help me Halting heart racing Vaako stood above the pain. As he did so the blade that had appeared above their capital city had begun to evaporate as if a strange calm had suddenly settled over the astral form. Something he had heard several times before. Its blade edge beautifully and reverently maintained glinted in the blink of an eye it had all gone completely utterly terribly wrong Dame Vaako had taken it all in. Returning to his fallen adversary he slipped the staff beneath him and seemingly with little effort flipped him into a standing position.