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The chakram flew first. It whistled through the air, a silver blur that ricocheted off a stone pillar, knocked the torches from two men's hands, and returned to Xena’s grip as she leapt from a rooftop.

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Xena looked at her friend, the tension leaving her shoulders. "Write a good one, Gabrielle. Make sure the hero gets some sleep in this chapter." The chakram flew first

"Thinking about the past. I can tell by the way you’re trying to sharpen that blade into a toothpick." kniga zena koroleva voinov skachat