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... he and the angel were locked in a clash so violent, so awe-inspiring, that it tore the clouds above asunder, ripping the sky into fragments like torn parchment under divine fury.
Their movements were incomprehensible.
One moment they were visible—blades colliding in a flash of brilliance—and the next, gone in a blur, leaving behind sonic echoes and gusts that howled like screams from the heavens.
They soared up, dived down, then clashed again with unstoppable rhythm, like ...
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