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... pherable through the movement of bodies, the tension in the shoulders, the bend of knees, the eyes of the fighters anticipating the next move. There was a rhythm in those exchanges, a logic, a dance... a form of intuitive understanding.
But what Isaac was watching now...
Wasn’t a battle.
It was a storm, frozen in time.
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The noise never ceased.
An uninterrupted stream of metallic clashes, as if two blades collided with every heartbeat... except he ...
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