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... th anger. On the right, Varric Greymark rested his sword across a shoulder, the weapon’s silver surface gleaming under the sunlight.
Li Jian stood at Xue Ying’s previous position, his Radiant Severance Sword still sheathed at his waist.
Then, he moved.
In the blink of an eye, the morning field was filled with streaks of light, his form splitting into half a dozen glowing afterimages.
They charged between the opponents like phantom swordsmen, each one carrying the ...
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