C151 End

In the midst of their deadlock, the sword spirit's demeanor subtly shifted. With a slight lift of the hand, its captivating eyes shimmered with a newfound luster.

"Interesting," murmured the sword spirit, its words hanging in the air, directed at no one in particular.

The black cat flicked its tail, seemingly indifferent to the words, content to simply observe. However

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