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... ion of my body shifting of its own accord, pulling the trigger when I wasn’t even mentally ready for it, I had to give credit where credit was due.
All of a sudden, I felt my mouth contort into a strange grin.
"Hh... That Trait..."
The opponent’s sword lay on the ground over a dozen metres away from where he ended up, but I doubted he would be able to wield it properly even if he was already holding it.
That’s the sort of outcome I had desired in my head, but I wa ...
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