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... l. The air smelled of iron, magic, and burnt flesh—the classic scent of chaos.
"Yes… until it goes wrong," he replied, pulling his sword from the ground with a metallic snap. "But at least when it goes wrong, I know exactly who to blame."
"You yourself?" Ahri asked, arching an eyebrow.
"Of course." He flicked his wrist, wiping the blade with a wisp of mana, which sizzled in the air before vanishing. "Who else?"
Umbra watched him silently, her spectral form billowi ...
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