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... he gripped his Divine Sword in the other, slashing, parrying, blocking—all driven by sheer will.
Hundreds. Thousands.
Attacks poured down: arrows, blades, holy spears, chains—striking from every direction.
And still—
He never fell.
He spun his sword in arcs of blinding light, deflecting every blow.
Steel clashed. Mana screamed. The ground cracked beneath his feet.
But he never let go of Zephyra. Not once.
His voice cut through the c ...
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