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Drow and Windranger on Razor by dotasmutwritefag Traxex the Drow Ranger sprintedthrough the forest, ducking and diving through the foliage and trees as she rushed to escape her assailant. Her armour and garments were burnt and seared, cloak tattered, hood gone, while her skin was beaten and bruised. She could hear him cackling, Razor was gaining ground, and fast. She dived deeper into the Radiant’s territory, hoping the Lightning Revenant might stop with the threat, but she could hear the crack of lightning; “Don’t think you can escape me! T…