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- Come on, I thought. Get this right, and please, don't let the wind jar the crane and make the neck split, because that's not what I need.
- The silver blade cut into the cable, this time.
- I flew into the hook, grabbing it, activated my strength and tore it free. Multiple cables thinner than my wrist trailed behind me.
- ***
- Precipice's silver line wore off. Fresh silver blades hit. One at the head. Another at the body.
- By virtue of being faster, I passed over the group, veering to one side so I didn't brain or slash any of them with the trailing ends of the cabling, and flew straight at Lord of Loss.
- The giant bird made of calcified metal strips laughed, a booming sound. Like he was having fucking fun.
- I crashed into him, the loops and cabling catching him at the neck- but he wasn't rigid. I tried to steer his whole body up, but he angled his wings to force the dive.
- Futile.
- Leaving the loops where they were, I grabbed the hook. I had a split second to decide what to do with it, and… there wasn't a building or landscape feature in reach that I could latch onto. Given scale and momentum, I doubted it would have mattered.
- Instead, using my strength, I impaled the one wing and hauled on it. He fought me, and it was an arm wrestling contest, with the distinction that neither of us were using our own strength.
- I almost faltered, feeling the doubt creep in, knowing that a particularly violent crash with steel cabling whipping around everywhere would be worse. Then the feeling disappeared.
- - Blinding 11.7
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