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... s at Nicole, and the latter either deflected, blocked, or parried it with relative ease.
This showed the difference in battle experience, and clearly, the one who had the upper hand was the pink-haired beauty whose breathing was still relatively stable.
Ethan, on the other hand, panted for breath as he used the back of his hand to wipe away the sweat that was blocking his vision.
“Let’s take a fifteen minute break,” Nicole said before lowering down her rapier. “The way yo ...
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