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... ke slammed against the armor with a deafening clang, forcing Aldwin to leap back from the recoil.

Valzaha didn’t move.

He stared at Aldwin, surprised.

"You touched me," Valzaha muttered.

Aldwin lunged again, aiming for the neck.

Valzaha raised his hand.

Barehanded, he caught the blade.

Aldwin’s eyes widened.

"What the hell...?" Aldwin thought. "I’m using my full Sword God skill—and I can’t even cut his hand?"

Valzaha looked ...

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