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... haze of sakura blossoms that crowned the sacred hill like nature’s own cathedral. A quiet wind rustled the ancient branches above, sending delicate petals drifting lazily around the two figures who stood atop the slope with the stillness of monuments carved from living stone, Fenix and the enigmatic master he knew only as Ghost.
They maintained positions several meters apart, each perfectly motionless yet radiating the electric tension of drawn blades waiting for the moment to strike. Ye ...
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