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... his hand, as if he were navigating through a forest made of arms, severing joints and cutting tendons, and one row after another of this flesh and blood forest fell.
He breathed lightly, also catching a certain rhythm, sparks flying everywhere, blood splattering all over, resembling the crisp clanging sound of iron forging echoing through the corridor.
The examining officials of Radiance, who had just relaxed, felt their hearts clench again at the sight of the youth’s fluid movem ...
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