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... yone choosing it."
John reached out to the lone weapon, his fingers grazing across the pitch black handle. His fingers traced upwards to the sharp curving blade, which cut him upon contact.
"Ouch!" exclaimed John. He hadn't expected the weapon to be so sharp. Just slightly running his fingers across the blade drew blood. He could only imagine what would happen when someone was struck by this weapon at full force.
"It truly was a waste for this weapon to be made. Profound dark c ...
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