[There was still a beat of hesitation there--Flandre destroyed the eye of the next turret, giving them some space to breathe for a moment.
She started to run forwards, though she had to stop more often than she liked--between the barrier shaking and the ground deciding it didn't want to be stationary any longer.]
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She started to run forwards, though she had to stop more often than she liked--between the barrier shaking and the ground deciding it didn't want to be stationary any longer.]