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Strike after strike rained down—some head-on, others from behind, and even from above. The Shadow Ninja army had launched a full-scale assault, doing everything in their power for one single purpose:
To buy time.
But for Ottar, it meant nothing.
Every attack—sword, spear, throwing knife, or shuriken—bounced off his body like pebbles against steel. With every fluid swing of his twin greatswords, he effortlessly shattered their formations.
He was an unstop ...
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