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... down; the force had been immense, leaving Kenneth gasping for breath, every muscle in his body screaming in protest. He lay sprawled on the sparring arena floor, his once-confident face contorted in pain. He tried to move, to push himself up, but a searing agony shot through his chest, rendering him immobile.
"Damn it," Kenneth grunted, his voice strained. "What… what was that?" He could feel a cold sweat beading on his forehead. His lungs felt like they were filled with lead, and a shar ...
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