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... ite as I squeezed the hilt of my C-rank sword.
Before my eyes, the old orc began to change. The wrinkles that had carved deep lines in his face disappeared, his sagging skin stretching until it looked young again. His body swelled in size, leaving the walking stick he carried looking no more than a useless twig.
The dull eyes I had seen beneath heavy lids suddenly gleamed with a storm’s fury, glowing with thin, electric streaks of blue that burst out like spikes of lightning.
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