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... n. The tip of the cane erupted with multiple spirits, which, like devout disciples on a pilgrimage, transformed into wisps of smoke, entwining around the cane. Layer upon layer, their accumulated sharpness gathered at the tip of his palm, slicing the surrounding air into billowing waves of cloud, the ultimate power condensing to the brink of explosion.
If his previous stab was like the silent drizzle of spring, then the next would be a summer thunderstorm-whatever it touched would be red ...
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