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... pale green shafts of light. The air was thick with the scent of damp earth and crushed ferns as Roran led the way.
He walked with a newfound lightness, his hands tucked casually into his pockets, but there was an edge to his stride that hadn’t been there before. He looked like a blade that had finally been wiped clean of rust.
"So," he said, not bothering to turn around. "You’re a katana user, right?"
"I am."
"I’ve spent my life with a long-sword. Different steel, ...
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