Knife in hand, Cryton prepared to thrust. “Ready?”
Dru’s gloved hand made a fist. “Oh yeah.”
Cryton loosed a sparring stab as Dru yelled.
Yanked by awakened magnetism, the metal blade clanked striking the glove’s adamantine oval.
“That’s brilliant,” Cryton complemented, knife stuck. “How’d you learn its name?”
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