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... ung from Wang Jun's hammer. But they didn’t burn me as badly as before. The soles of my feet had thickened over time, and my body grew resistant to the flame.
Compared when I carried the crushing burden of the Black Tortoise, the Dance of a Thousand Flames now felt as easy as breathing.
I stepped lightly, shifting weight from heel to toe, tracing a slow arc through the ring of fire that surrounded me. The flames responded, drawn to my movement like silk tugged by wind. Each motio ...
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