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Cain laughed as he inelegantly bashed the man's blades aside and nearly tripped him with the shaft of his spear.

"The Darklight Host doesn't rely on me for power anymore. The Guild Skill that your forces fear so much will live on without me, for my daughter and two other members could take my spot to keep it active. 

I have already set my heir apparent in the system, you won't gain anything at all, except two continents worth of angry Outreach Workers. But can you even win?" Cain taunted him between blade strikes before falling silent again.

Trying to talk while fighting was way harder than it seemed, and wasted breath that he needed to avoid getting skewered by a magical sword.