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Rong Er
Spluttering amidst the choppy waves, she scowled as she felt the invisible hand continuing on its death grip on her right foot while her left hand was now painfully gripped by the tentacles of a swooping owl.
Each force seemed to be challenging the other, herself being the prize. In a flash, she raised her right hand and plucked out an intricately designed hair ornament. At the next opportunity, when her head was up above the water, she inhaled deeply... and plunged herself into the water, her left hand yanking the owl down into the water and her right hand shoving the piercing edge fiercely at what was most likely to be the invisible person's chest.
Father, I will see again in my next life... ~ Spending the last few ounces of her strength and consciousness, she stabbed and pulled repeatedly...
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