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... rowess of Kalardix and his party. Their movements were like a finely choreographed dance, a symphony of grace, precision, and calculated strikes. Every step they took, every swing of their weapons, was executed with effortless perfection.
It was as if they were born for this, born to battle these supernatural creatures.
Evan's eyes widened in amazement as he observed the group's seamless coordination. Their actions were not just impressive; they were mesmerizing. The way they han ...
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