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Dewin cast Fire. The ball of fire that shot out of his hand, however, took out only one of the three.

The two that remained were so close now that Dewin barely had time to whip out the rusty sword he had found in the barrel. But he did. And with one big swipe, he took off the heads of the swampmen.

Wiping swampman blood from his face, Dewin yelled in jubilation, 'WOOOOOO!!!!'

Suddenly, though, the rusty sword disintegrated into nothing.

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