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... -haired male senior turned to face the cadets standing behind him. Cain looked up, his eyes observing another large field. He saw many people lined up, swinging their bamboo swords.
Swoosh!
Simultaneously, a sharp vertical slash cutting through the air, whistled softly like a hum of death.
The atmosphere on the field seemed calm, yet from that tranquillity, Cain’s hair stood on end. His fingertips were freezing as he watched the other seniors practising.
The cadet ...
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