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... Elladan and Arwen stood to the side, watching intently.
Sylas wore a long, fitted Elven battle-tunic, a gift lovingly made by Arwen herself. In his hand gleamed the divine spear Aegols. With speed and reflexes beyond those of ordinary Men, he darted and weaved, deflecting Elrohir's strikes while staying just out of reach.
Though Sylas was still at a disadvantage, his movements carried a newfound sharpness. Blow after blow he parried, and though pressed hard, he refused to fall qu ...
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