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The iron bull dungeon The fight continued to rage on however it seemed as if the tables had turned on the red guards as Connie and Donnie were getting put into a corner by the elusive masked men. "Goddamn how are they moving like that?!" Connie wondered. "It's not magic that's for for sure, I can't sense any from these guys!" Donnie answered frustrated. "Ha! Magic is for weak nobles! We trained so much our speed became unmatched" the person with a white mask said running around in circles creating after images. "This is the power of hard work!, skill, after shot!" The one with a black mask addressed next, signifying their speed skill, as he also ran in circles around the boys confusing them even more. ''Shadow blades!" Connie yelled shooting a long sword of shadows at the black mas