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... ring where the moon hung high and everyone was sound asleep, sounds of wooden swords clashing echoed.
Two tall swordswomen, Saria and Emilia, sparred on the grassy plain, their intricate dance mirroring their years of experience. The two were always renowned in the village for their prowess and beauty, admired by the youngsters for their tales of valor in the past battles against the Witch of Pride’s armies.
And two of the admirers hid in the bushes, peeking at the veterans’ figh ...
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