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... rdinary wooden sword while he held onto a wooden spear.
The sounds of wooden weapons clashing with each other slowly picked up in volume, until they became quite loud. The sounds gradually melded into each other until they appeared to have their own rhythm.
I slowly bent my knee, while Nathan raised his spear ever so slightly.
In the end, I lost the battle of patience. Unable to hold myself back, I lunged forth, closing the distance as fast as I could. On the other hand, ...
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