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... t before. Sand shifted beneath his boots as he pivoted, the movement guided by instinct honed through countless brutal training sessions.
Aric’s momentum carried him forward, his balance compromised by the force of his failed strike.
’Now,’ Valenna whispered, her voice no longer advice but command. ’Strike the opening.’
Soren’s counter-cut opened a thin line across Aric’s forearm where the armor plates met. Blood welled, staining the black mourning ribbon wrapp ...
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