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A screeching, metallic noise rang out, sharp enough to send chills down the spine.
The Third Kazekage flinched as instinct took over, jerking his head to the side just in time.
In the blink of an eye, the edge of a blade skimmed past his face, cutting so close it sliced a blue strand of his hair. The atmosphere seemed to freeze as the smell of iron filled the air; a trickle of blood appeared on his cheek, rolling down in a crimson bead.
I'm bleeding? ...
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