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My prefix is food. My suffix is rude. My infix comes in rounds. I keep you off the ground. What Am I?
Only two backbones and thousands of ribs.
I cut through evil like a double edged sword, and chaos flees at my approach. Balance I single-handedly upraise, through battles fought with heart and mind, instead of with my gaze.
A precious stone, as clear as diamond. Seek it out whilst the sun's near the horizon. Though you can walk on water with its power, Try to keep it, and it'll vanish within an hour.
I have a title and many pages I am a genteel of genteel descent I am a killer veteran of war I am a slave to my lord Pledged to his service.
What language does a billboard speak?