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... ping from her lungs in heavy bursts. Arven now awake clung weakly to the saddle, Hana hunched low in front of her, arms wrapped tight around Arven. And me— slung over that woman’s shoulder like baggage.
And somehow—
She kept pace.
Not struggling. Not lagging.
Running.
Every few steps, she casually swung her katana forward. No pause. No effort. Just a lazy flick of her wrist— and the trees ahead of us split apart before we ever reached them. Trunks parted. ...
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