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The 8 of us go forth and back to protect our king from a foes attack
If lightning strikes an orchestra, who is most likely to get hit?
There are four of us but it seems like everyone loves spades the most.
I make you weak at the worst of all times. I keep you safe I keep you fine. I make your hands sweat and your heart grow cold. I visit the weak but seldom the bold.
I am a shimmering field that reaches far. Yet I have no tracks and am crossed without paths.
What made Cyclops quit teaching?