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... g weaving through
his veins. The name of his freshly acquired skill burned across his mind in searing white letters:
Shadow Chain Strike.
He stood in the wreckage of the dungeon chamber, chest heaving, blood dripping from a cut
above his eyebrow.
The sharp scent of stone dust and iron filled the air, mingling with the faint glow of crimson light bleeding from fractures overhead.
I have to handle this carefully... he thought, wiping his mouth. If I ...
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