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... ’s secret leg arts — but none had ever mastered it like Sylvaris and his father. In the blink of an eye, his body vanished. Before the others could even react, Arathor was already standing across the room, clutching his neck. His breath hitched.
In his eyes, Sylvaris wasn’t a boy anymore. He was a god of battle in his infancy. A warrior overflowing with terrifying potential. A swordsman whose talent eclipsed even his own.
Arathor was certain — he had been cut. He could feel the s ...
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