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... h exhaled slowly, adjusting his grip on the handle. He wasn’t using any flashy Special Techniques—just pure, refined swordplay. Simple movements, drilled endlessly in silence. His shirt clung to him with sweat, and his breath fogged faintly in the spring air.
"Again," he muttered to himself, swinging low, then turning to pivot into a diagonal slash.
From behind, someone let out a low grunt of approval.
A tall, broad-shouldered man adjusted his stance with a thoughtful gru ...
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