Date: 2011-08-02 01:13 pm (UTC)
The unexpected wind of the spell pushed the other Keybearer off his/her feet and tossed him/her some ten feet away. But with the same speed and agility that had led to the previous defensive move, he/she was back on his/her feet in instants.

"Touche." It was the first word the other had spoken, and the voice was just as androgynous as the face and figure.
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