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You take a deep breath and roll to the side. Unfortunately you inhale a quantity of sand that was in the air. Your fit of coughing is accompanied by small blasts of fire. The sand phantoms freeze for a moment, surprised. You take the chance to recover from the burns and the attack and settle into a combat stance. Your original attacker charges you again, but you are ready for him this time, you easily dodge his strike and swing your own towards what you assume is his jaw. Your punch never connects. Instead it passes through the loose amalgamation of sand with little apparent effect on the being. It throws another punch but you dodge under it rolling back again grabbing a handful of sand on your way. Your opponents close in on you slowly. You stuff some sand into your mouth as the most aggressive of the bunch leaps forward. You catch it in midair with your flaming breath. Parts of it seem to melt away, others explode violently in the air. Small grains of sand and glass rain around you as you grin in victory. The rest of the sand creatures back up, wary of your flames. The painful burns in your mouth slowly heal themselves as you prepare another handful of sand. The Sand creatures seem shocked at the destruction of one of their own, you might be able to press the advantage. On the other hand there are a lot of them, it may be a good idea to retreat. Either way, you have discovered a powerful weapon.