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... locked on Arthur.
The battlefield had transformed into a tempest of light and shadows, the air charged with mana so potent it felt like static against her skin. Arkell, a White-ranked light mana swordsman, moved like a force of nature, his strikes glowing with precision and power. He stood as an immovable wall, radiant and unrelenting. Yet Arthur, standing barely within the boundaries of high Silver-rank, pressed forward. Each strike of his blade grew sharper, faster, and more precise th ...
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