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... e raised his hand.
An Energy Greatsword formed in his palm, the blade angled low, but already locked onto its target.
"Calrakk," Ethan said, his voice devoid of anger—just a cold, measured conclusion.
"You made such a big show. I expected more."
"But this... is all you’ve got?"
Malrakk’s throat bobbed violently.
He wanted to argue, to rage—but even that fire was gone.
And then—
His gaze drifted past Ethan, toward the battlefield in ...
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