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... Rin was more than a simple duel—it was legacy against adaptation, refinement against raw instinct. Where Aurelia danced like a storm born of scripture, Rin moved like a mirage sculpted by necessity. Their battle had gathered its own audience across the broken ridge line: soldiers too wounded to fight, scouts perched on branches, even Ashen, who leaned against the crumbled remains of a watchtower with his arms crossed, unreadable.
He watched Rin closely—not just as an ally or asset, but ...
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