8. Last Words (89) In the collapsing world, blades danced. The brutal banquet proceeded amid the fall. Silver and silver crossed the lightless void like shooting stars, and two men stood atop fragments like shattered glass shards. Leap, collision, rupture. The back-and-forth exchanges repeated like a precisely choreographed martial dance. Each time swords, or gestures and kicks, spewed heat and...
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