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Her body reacted on instinct, parrying, striking, dodging, as if it remembered movements she could not consciously recall.
Every time Xavier swung his blade, she was already adjusting to cover his blind spots. Every time she feinted, he followed through with precision.
Their rhythm in battle was seamless, like a well-practiced dance, as if they had fought together countless times before. But that was impossible.
She was certain there were no records of ...
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