Deadpool’s katanas clashed with Winter's claws—
the impact echoed, brief but sharp, Winter didn't press and just stopped.
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His breathing slowed, a twitch in his eye, he stared at Wade, claws still out, but no longer aiming to kill, then, slowly, the claws slid back in with a quiet SNIKT.
