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... l her knuckles blanched, the steel trembling faintly in her grasp, resonating with the fury she kept caged inside.
These blades had never known another’s hands... never once left her grip, not for training partners, not for allies, not even for blood-kin. They were hers alone, her last line of truth in a life filled with chains.
Yet he had wielded them.
Not once. Twice. More than that.
Each time with the steady precision of someone who had walked years in battlefi ...
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