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... into arcs. The light shone regality as it danced through the darkness, twisting and weaving, cutting and piercing, slashing and thrusting. The motion of the sword seemed to nearly embody the night, encompassing the moon and stars, the grass and winds, the seas and the earth.
Soon, the blade stilled, distorting into dust and fading away until all that was left was a dream and the thought of what if.
Altair sighed, covered in a thick sheen of sweat. He lifted the hilt of the blade ...
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