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... n Ting, who stood poised before him like a figure carved from starlit jade. A scoff echoed in his chest, unvoiced but bitter. 'Pretending to be some descended god, are we?' he sneered inwardly. Yet a shiver of unease flickered through him, chilling the edges of his bravado.
That effortless display of spatial mastery moments ago—shrinking the sky to a single step—had left even him, a veteran of countless battles, with a faint throb of vertigo. He steadied himself, his confidence surging b ...
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