The sorcerer cursed in anger and renewed his attack, thrusting and slashing, attacking from every side. His ebon blade was a shadowy blur as it sliced the air with a furious speed that no man could match, yet he could not finish the elf who wielded a sword that was not forged by men.
The Sylvan Horn

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