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... ng either. He was calculating.His feet slid across the cold training floor in rhythm—small, precise steps, timed with each pulse in his neck. His katana trembled slightly in his grip—not from fear, but restraint. Control.
Across from him, the holographic kageshiki stood still, its red-glowing joints pulsing like veins. It didn't blink. Didn't hesitate. Didn't breathe. Unlike him.
It lunged. A sharp, digital hiss cut through the air.
Ishigo twisted his body to the side, th ...
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