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The sword scraped the tip of his nose, and the cold, rusty smell penetrated into his nasal cavity. It seemed to carry a mixture of moss, soil, and dried blood, and the smell of mold wafted out as the armor shook.
It seemed like a ghost that had been smouldering for over ten centuries inside the armor had suddenly awakened. Its blood red pupils were stuck to the helmet, and the whites of the eyes were nowhere to be seen.
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