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Aymeric’s shoulder drops. Estinien’s eyes narrow in on it– loosening up before tensing for a forward thrust, if he remembers correctly. He tightens his grip about his lance, crouching low whilst keeping his feet light, ready to follow up with a dodge as they shift to the next position of their dance.
Only… it doesn’t happen like it should.
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