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... ing a sword directly means losing a crucial part of yourself. So even when I was flying hundreds of feet and struck so many things, I didn’t let go of my sword.
I grunted and pushed myself up again, pointing my sword towards him as he followed me.
His body was radiating a purple glow, withering anything it touched as he moved.
He stopped a few feet in front of me. Then, clenching his fist, he threw a punch into the air at me.
"What is he doing, punching the air?" ...
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