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... weight of mana and the scent of iron. Sparks still hissed between their locked blades, the sound of grinding steel biting into the silence left by their clash.
Avin stared into the guard’s bloodshot eyes, the red glow within them throbbing in sync with his pulse. Their weapons shuddered in the grip of both men, vibrating with energy that neither would let go of first.
For a moment, the world felt frozen. Then, a pulse — faint, distant, like the ticking of a cosmic clock.
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