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... leaving through the air, its rusted surface humming with Sword Intent sharp enough to shear a mountain’s bones. But Karahad moved with inevitability — calm, measured, every gesture drawn from a discipline honed on slaughtered beasts.
He did not dodge so much as allow the blade to miss, tilting his body at a fraction that denied violence its triumph.
Then his hand lifted, palm open, and the night itself seemed to hush.
"Third Breath," Karahad whispered.
The air shi ...
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