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... Shigure displayed no signs of surrender. In the chilling silence that enveloped him, he reached into the tattered folds of his battle robe and retrieved a roll of silk. Unfurling it, a long bow of deep crimson emerged, glimmering as if illuminated by ethereal light from another realm. It radiated a divine aura that was both fearsome and alluring, a beacon of potential power. Slowly, the bow formed in his hands, as though it were being drawn together by an unseen magical force.
"I am not ...
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