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... ippling across the surface of the lake like the tremor of an earthquake. Avin could only stare — his breath shallow, his body trembling from exhaustion and disbelief.
The figure stood poised between sky and water — her red hair whipping with the rhythm of the wind, strands gleaming like woven flame. The slender blade in her hand, near cylinder in shape, shimmered with a faint bluish sheen. Its thin edge reflected the sunlight in a perfect, sharp line — a rapier.
Avin’s lips parte ...
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