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... elf. Enkrid didn’t bother to process the statement. He’d never been one to deliberate over his actions. He followed his instincts and chased his dreams, which had brought him to this point.
Enkrid swung his sword upward, the blade glinting in the torchlight. The strike wasn’t swift or sharp; it was deliberate, heavy, and forceful. The blade, once called "Tutor," now honed to near-perfection, tore through Laivan’s arm with a dull, sickening sound.
The slowness of the cut left Laiv ...
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