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... —a place almost freezing—Yulie stared at her sword, her face nearly vacant as she turned the blade, examining both its flat and the hilt.
The fine metal tempered to absorb mana, the blade shaped to a fine edge through the years, the grip molded by its owner's touch, and the sword's grain reflecting the lamplight were all worthy of admiration.
"This is my sword..." Yulie muttered, gripping the sword with her own hand.
At that moment, goosebumps prickled along Yulie’s spine ...
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