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Her arm lifted, the metal blade in her hand aligning with invisible points only she could see.
Another step. and then a sharp turn.
The white followed her like a whisper—trailing, flowing, cutting through the air with her.
Her movements were clean, and controlled, not deadly.
It didn’t look like practice. It looked like a performance.
No...
It was like a ritual.
Each motion precise. Each strike deliberate. No wasted energy. No unnecess ...
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