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... territory.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The heavily-rusted sword emitted a harmless shockwave.
The impossible took place.
The towering freak wave immediately winced and cowered backward like a frightened hare who had just seen a wolf.
The rusted sword glided over the surface of the lake, undeterred and unimpeded this time by the lake that now returned to being calm and serene wherever it flew.
“Huh?!”
The Cloud Light Saintess gasped with her jaw ...
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