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... h from right to left—then drew in a deep breath. His breathing was heavy, sweat beading along his temples, and his arms beginning to ache. But he didn’t stop.
In his hands, his new sword—Crysthalis—gleamed faintly in the morning light, its metallic sheen seeming to absorb the sunlight filtering through the trees. The blade was beautiful—too beautiful for someone like him.
He stood on a patch of flat earth surrounded by trees, adjusting his footing as he recalled the stances of kn ...
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