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... crashed against him. His sword moved in elegant, deadly arcs—each strike precise, efficient, devastating. A skeleton fell, its bones scattering across the blood-soaked floor. A zombie crumpled, its head separating from its shoulders in a spray of black ichor.
"Star Sword Style: Falling Petals!"
His blade became a blur of silver light, cutting through three undead in a single, fluid motion. But more kept coming—the Lich’s army was endless, each fallen soldier ris ...
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