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... swing of his sword?” Dionysus asked, leaning forward, his lips curling into an intrigued smile.
HIs eyes narrowed. As a god, his sight was sharper than any mortal’s—keen enough to trace even the quickest flickers of movement. And yet, even with his divine perception, Nathan’s sudden step seemed almost to vanish from existence. One moment he was there, sword in hand, and in the next, he had already moved—far too fast for the gathered humans, let alone the gladiators, to comprehend.
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