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Chapter 121: The Attack
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... ening stiff joints.
For a moment, he simply stared at them — Avin with his dual swords blazing gold and crimson, and the blue-haired God-folk standing beside him, water coiling around his arms like living serpents.
Then he moved.
Not a sprint.
A charge — explosive, predatory, closing the distance between them in a blur.
His hands plunged into the sand as he ran.
The earth responded.
The ground rippled, stone and compacted sand flowing upwar ...
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