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... ing a massive trident. The adversary’s thrusts were powerful, each strike carrying the weight of impending defeat. Cyrus, however, remained composed, utilizing a combination of acrobatic dodges and targeted strikes to gradually wear down the formidable foe. And eventually, he struck him down, breathing so heavily that mist literally escaped from his lips.
Cyrus, bathed in the eerie glow of the Leviathan’s stomach, stood atop a mountain of defeated adversaries. His black blades, gleaming ...
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