"You got it Cuzzo!" K.C. started to run circles around the creature. "Crowe, when i tell you to, lock your blades together and toss it to me!" he called, using magic to pick up his speed. Soon, K.C. was a blur. He twirled his sword as he ran, the friction against the air almost causing sparks. Once his sword was almost glowing, K.C. leapt into the air. "Now!" he yelled.

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