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... his wrist, a faintly glowing blade formed. Its razor-sharp edges shimmered with white lustre.
It wasn’t steel, but pure mana, concentrated and stable.
He hovered it just above Darius’s already sterilized chest.
"Hold still," he murmured, more to himself than the man lying pale and motionless in front of him.
Then, he made a cut. A clean, controlled line down the center of Darius’s sternum. He slid the blade out as soon as the incision was deep enough.
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