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... utched in his hand was Balmond, its blade catching the soft light as he swung it through the air with a precision that would shame even the greatest swordmasters.
As he swung Balmond, droplets of water sprayed around him, creating a misty veil that added an almost mystical quality to the scene.
Ashton's muscles rippled with each powerful movement, his breath syncing with the rhythm of his strikes.
The water at his feet was ankle-deep, cool and refreshing ...
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