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... w. Not just cold, ready. Like something in the concrete remembered fights and still wanted more.
Varik stood opposite him, coat off, sleeves rolled, a long curved blade in one hand. Not oversized. Not ornate. No mana runes on the hilt. Just clean steel. Used.
Lucen eyed it, then muttered, "Didn’t know you swung old school."
Varik’s grip didn’t shift. "Sometimes control beats distance."
Lucen cracked his neck. "You’re not giving me range. Got it."
Varik did ...
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