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... ard slowly. After a dozen meters, the warhorse gradually picked up speed, transitioning into a trot.
His breathing was very steady, and the lance he held was as firm as a mountain.
The surrounding noise from the crowd was automatically filtered out by him.
Compared to the initial surge of adrenaline during the charge, he now had the calmness of a still lake. One might say only blood can temper a veteran.
On the opposite side.
Jeanne, riding a black Akhal-T ...
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