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... ung in the air—
Broken only by the faint sound of breathing.
Arthur sat cross-legged in the center of the ground, his eyes closed, his posture steady. His chest rose and fell in a controlled rhythm as he practiced Iron Breathing.
Inhale—
Hold—
Release—
TSH.
Around him—
Dozens of reinforced wooden statues lay shattered across the ground.
Some were cracked.
Some completely destroyed.
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