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Chapter 13 - Chapter 13: The Clash of Forces

Harry's instincts kicked in as he mirrored Marcus's movements. He stepped aside just as a Templar lunged for him, narrowly avoiding the strike. The Templar stumbled, giving Harry the opportunity to retaliate. With surprising agility, he spun around, delivering a powerful kick that sent the Templar crashing into a nearby tree.

"Stay close to me!" Marcus shouted, parrying another attacker with his blade. His movements were fluid, a dance of combat perfected through years of training.

Harry felt adrenaline surge through his veins as he realized he was fighting alongside a master. Each Templar fell to Marcus's precise strikes, their trained combat skills unable to match the synergy between the two Assassins.

But the fight wasn't without its challenges. Another Templar emerged from the shadows, wielding a sword imbued with dark magic. The air around it shimmered ominously, sending a chill down Harry's spine.

"Do you feel that?" Marcus shouted, deflecting a blow with his blade. "That sword is enchanted. It can disrupt your magic!"

Harry's heart raced as he remembered the fragment in his hand. "What do I do?"

"Use it!" Marcus commanded. "But be cautious. The power of the Staff is immense, and you must focus!"

Gathering all of his strength, Harry centered his thoughts on the shard. He could feel its energy flowing through him, intertwining with his own magic. Drawing upon the power, he summoned a protective barrier, a shimmering dome that shielded him from the Templar's onslaught.

The sword clashed against the barrier, sending shockwaves through the clearing, but Harry stood firm, bolstered by the shard's energy. With each strike, he pushed back, focusing his intent.

"Now!" Marcus shouted, launching himself at the Templar with the enchanted sword. The two fought fiercely, their blades clashing like thunder in the night.

Seizing the moment, Harry concentrated hard, channeling the energy of the Staff. With a swift motion, he unleashed a wave of magical force that swept through the clearing, knocking the remaining Templars off their feet.