[This is a lot better than monsters. Or the undead haunting a horrible field and a mysterious mansion. Or an army of soldiers...]
[Come right down to it, this enemy is probably the most tolerable and least horrible one Dust has ever faced.]
[The Sen-Mithrarin lops through vines and gourds alike with poetic grace, dodging their attacks with flips that carry him past them so he can strike from behind or long jumps that clear him several feet off the ground.]
[And yet all the same, he's frowning as he fights.]
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[Come right down to it, this enemy is probably the most tolerable and least horrible one Dust has ever faced.]
[The Sen-Mithrarin lops through vines and gourds alike with poetic grace, dodging their attacks with flips that carry him past them so he can strike from behind or long jumps that clear him several feet off the ground.]
[And yet all the same, he's frowning as he fights.]