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Logan unslung his lute and took out another sword. He reached deep into his coat, looking for something. Greg walked up to him. "Don't tell me you're gonna try that old trick?"

"Yep." Logan fished out a small packet of red Dust. Gingerly, he poured all of its contents directly onto his blades.

Instantly, flames were conjured up. He now had two swords on fire. Greg smirked. He brought his own blades in an offensive position. The two sides at the sword's tip were split open, making it in the shape of a crossbow. Greg stood back to back with Logan. "Hey, what did they use to call us back in Vale?"

"I think it was the "Hounds of Fire." Greg scoffed. "Yeah, sounds about right. With that, the two brothers leaped forward and entered the fray.