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Frost clung to his greatsword like a second skin, crackling in the air.
The battlefield around them had grown quiet. Soldiers too afraid to draw near, too stunned to interrupt the clash of commanders.
Rodrick stood just meters away, surrounded by heat.
Flames licked the edge of his long blade. Dancing like wild serpents. His eyes glowed faintly with that same fire.
Hot, manic, and unblinking.
"You fight well," Rodrick said, his voice casual. Too casu ...
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