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    (Clarattes POV)


    "Keep it up Claratte! Their charge is faltering!" Adimir yelled out with a grin on his face as he watched the carnage.


    Adimir didn''t notice the look Claratte gave him as he was too busy admiring how successful his spell was. It wasn''t exactly worthy of being called a spell however as it was quite literally just throwing stones at his enemies. Just at a higher speed than one would expect. He got this idea from two things. The first was the machine gun units that the Nazis used in WW2 to pin down large numbers of enemies with only a couple of people. The other was a random bit of history he remembered about bolas which slung stones with the power of a high caliber revolver. He figured if he could spin ping pong to the 100 miles per hour mark that roman slings could reach then if he launched them en masse at his enemies they''d be turned into mincemeat.