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... Then—
Steel clashed.
Ignis Vaelthorn’s blade shimmered as it danced through the air, each strike pristine, measured, and elegant. A perfect storm of training, discipline, and raw swordsmanship. No magic. No tricks. Just honed skill.
Lucien Arkanveil met it with ease.
His own sword—Iksha-Astra—morphed mid-parry, flowing like water and striking like lightning.
The sound of their duel echoed through the trial zone, drawing distant eyes. Yet within their spher ...
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