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... ptive with a frost that seeped into my very bones. Every breath I took turned into a white mist, freezing instantly in the air and lingering before my eyes like fleeting proof of my existence.
Elara’s voice, as sharp as crystal, cut through the cold air like a sword. "Hold your wrist firmer, Cassian! The sword should be an extension of you, not a foreign object in your hand!"
Under her command, I swung the heavy steel training sword again and again. Each movement left a sweet bur ...
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