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... of sound: whish! of air slicing past, thunk! of impact, crack! of bone and debris.
Jim’s fists moved faster than the eye could follow, but Yung Mai’s counters weren’t just defensive—they were a dance, a deadly choreography of limbs and momentum, all while the tips of his white robe traced slicing arcs that carried the force of a gale.
Jim tried to spin away, but Yung Mai anticipated it. His right leg launched like a catapult, catching Jim mid-twist and sending him slamming throug ...
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