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Malcom took the transmitting hammer and gave it an enormous amount of magic before he struck the card strongly.
But it did not break. The intensity was correct.
Malcom struck to imbue it with even more magic, and each stroke recalled fragments of that terrible past.
Each stroke made him lose his composure more, and in the third, with a scream, he released the tears that he had trapped in the chest.
He remembered the fight. He remembered Pietro. He remembered the pain and creating a rain of knives. He kept it inside the card and walked to the arena in the presence of Jamal and Clare, who were entering that place.
Malcom threw the card, releasing a rain of knives at the full intensity that destroyed the practice dummy. His tears fell from his eyes. As he knelt, he looked at the result of his work sadly.
Nevertheless, Malcom still had done the process well for the first time.