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Chapter 271: Class Duels (II)
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... ugh that the displaced air hit his coat, and looked at where it had come from.
Lyra stood fifteen meters away.
Her sword was drawn, and her lightning affinity was running at a level he hadn’t seen her use in casual sparring, the current visible along her blade in thick, restless lines.
Her expression was not her usual warm expression.
It was the other one.
"Why?"
She stared at him with angry eyes, her fist clenched tightly around her sword.
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