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... d offered his blood to the chaos, and his apology, laden with remorse—
"I'm sorry."
Blood trickled down An Su's cheeks, staining the young man's snow-white clothes red.
Despite being attacked and immensely weak, he still maintained the stance of a fighter, keeping his spine straight, fist raised in one hand, his dark blue eyes filled only with pride and bravery. He would never yield; he would never bow. The chilly wind stirred the chaotic gray and white candles, the flame ...
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