The footsteps never ceased.
Sword energy fell like rain, sharp and fierce.
Yet.
That ancient figure with the bronze mask, like a blessing from the past, wielded his sword light against the rain of swords. His heart was as firm as iron, unmoving like a mountain. With each step, several, even dozens of sword energies bombarded his body.
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