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... f his waist, the True Silver Sword came free, exhaling a soft light. The blade cut through the air, perfectly level to the ground.
At the same time, Firebrand was drawn from the right and thrust into the space in front of him.
Slash and stab. Simple movements—yet with speed, even simplicity can become the scythe of the Reaper.
Enkrid repeated the sequence once more: slashing and stabbing with not a hair’s width of deviation, thrusting and severing the neck with precision. ...
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