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... hrough the corridors.
The princess, her cloak billowing behind her like the wings of a dark bird, moved with unmatched precision.
Her weapon, a slender, gleaming sword, cut through the air, striking down assailants with ruthless efficiency.
Every movement was calculated, each strike delivering a swift blow, as if she were dancing with death itself.
The attackers were relentless, but they had underestimated the princess. She had spent years in secrecy, honing her s ...
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