The Holy Sword’s white blade cleaved through space.
There wasn’t a single wasted motion in the way Ashtein wielded his sword with such fluid ease.
His restrained movements had reached a level that could make even the Holy Sword, which had existed for countless years, marvel.
His ever-changing swordplay finally came to a halt in one place.
The sword dance that seemed as though it would go on forever had stopped.
A bead of sweat trickled down his forehead.
“Phew.”
When Ashtein exhaled, a white cloud of breath spread through the air.
He relaxed the muscles he’d tensed and slowly sheathed the Holy Sword.
-Your mastery of the sword is exceptional. Did you have a teacher...
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