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... hip, struck down by a sword and lying in a pool of blood, that little bit of confidence in his bushy eyebrows shattered like glass.
He didn't dare entertain any thoughts of resistance in his heart; after all, resistance meant immediate death, but if he cowered in the crowd like a quail, perhaps he could delay his demise!
At this moment, the figure of a man appeared unbidden in his mind.
A figure that was even shorter and frailer than him.
During the swordsmanship ...
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