Chapter 28 -ย ๐๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฏ๐ฌ๐ฏ๐ฐ ๐ฌ๐ฃ โ๐ฒ๐ช๐ฌ๐ฏ๐ฐ
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย โญโ โ ๐ฅโ โโโถโโ โ ๐ฅโ โโฎ
๐๐ท ๐ฝ๐ฑ๐ฎ ๐ญ๐ฎ๐น๐ฝ๐ฑ๐ผ ๐ธ๐ฏ ๐ป๐ฎ๐ฏ๐ต๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ฝ๐ฒ๐ธ๐ท, ๐ฝ๐ป๐พ๐ฝ๐ฑ๐ผ ๐ต๐ฒ๐ฎ ๐ฝ๐๐ฒ๐ผ๐ฝ๐ฎ๐ญ. ๐๐ฎ๐๐ช๐ป๐ฎ ๐ฝ๐ฑ๐ฎ ๐๐ฑ๐ฒ๐ผ๐น๐ฎ๐ป๐ผ ๐ฝ๐ฑ๐ช๐ฝ ๐ญ๐ช๐ท๐ฌ๐ฎ ๐พ๐น๐ธ๐ท ๐ฝ๐ฑ๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐ต๐ช๐ผ๐ผ; ๐ฝ๐ฑ๐ฎ๐ ๐ช๐ป๐ฎ ๐ท๐ธ๐ฝ ๐ถ๐ฎ๐ป๐ฎ ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ฑ๐ธ๐ฎ๐ผ ๐ธ๐ฏ ๐๐ธ๐พ๐ป ๐ฝ๐ฑ๐ธ๐พ๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ฝ๐ผ ๐ซ๐พ๐ฝ ๐ฝ๐ฑ๐ฎ ๐ผ๐ฑ๐ช๐ญ๐ธ๐๐ผ ๐ธ๐ฏ ๐ฝ๐ฑ๐ธ๐ผ๐ฎ ๐๐ฑ๐ธ ๐ฑ๐ช๐ฟ๐ฎ ๐ฌ๐ธ๐ถ๐ฎ ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ฏ๐ธ๐ป๐ฎ. ๐๐ช๐ฌ๐ฑ ๐ป๐พ๐ถ๐ธ๐ป ๐๐ธ๐พ ๐ฑ๐ฎ๐ช๐ป ๐ฒ๐ผ ๐ช ๐ฝ๐ฑ๐ป๐ฎ๐ช๐ญ ๐๐ธ๐ฟ๐ฎ๐ท ๐ฒ๐ท๐ฝ๐ธ ๐ช ๐ฝ๐ช๐น๐ฎ๐ผ๐ฝ๐ป๐ ๐ธ๐ฏ ๐ฏ๐ช๐ฝ๐ฎ, ๐น๐พ๐ต๐ต๐ฒ๐ท๐ฐ ๐๐ธ๐พ ๐ฌ๐ต๐ธ๐ผ๐ฎ๐ป ๐ฝ๐ธ ๐ช๐ท ๐พ๐ท๐ผ๐ฎ๐ฎ๐ท ๐ญ๐ช๐ป๐ด๐ท๐ฎ๐ผ๐ผ.ย ย
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๐๐ธ ๐ท๐ธ๐ฝ ๐ฐ๐ช๐๐ฎ ๐ฝ๐ธ๐ธ ๐ต๐ธ๐ท๐ฐ, ๐ฏ๐ธ๐ป ๐ฝ๐ฑ๐ฎ ๐ถ๐ฒ๐ป๐ป๐ธ๐ป ๐ป๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ฎ๐ช๐ต๐ผ ๐ท๐ธ๐ฝ ๐ธ๐ท๐ต๐ ๐๐ธ๐พ๐ป ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ผ๐ฒ๐ป๐ฎ๐ผ ๐ซ๐พ๐ฝ ๐ช๐ต๐ผ๐ธ ๐๐ธ๐พ๐ป ๐ฏ๐ฎ๐ช๐ป๐ผ. ๐ฆ๐ฑ๐ช๐ฝ ๐๐ธ๐พ ๐ผ๐ฎ๐ฎ๐ด ๐ถ๐ช๐ ๐ฌ๐ธ๐ถ๐ฎ ๐ช๐ฝ ๐ช ๐น๐ป๐ฒ๐ฌ๐ฎ, ๐ธ๐ท๐ฎ ๐ฝ๐ฑ๐ช๐ฝ ๐ฌ๐ธ๐พ๐ต๐ญ ๐ผ๐ฑ๐ช๐ฝ๐ฝ๐ฎ๐ป ๐๐ธ๐พ๐ป ๐ฟ๐ฎ๐ป๐ ๐ฎ๐ผ๐ผ๐ฎ๐ท๐ฌ๐ฎ. ๐ฃ๐ฑ๐ฎ ๐ป๐ฎ๐ฏ๐ต๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ฝ๐ฒ๐ธ๐ท๐ผ ๐ถ๐ช๐ ๐ผ๐ถ๐ฒ๐ต๐ฎ, ๐ซ๐พ๐ฝ ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ฑ๐ฒ๐ท๐ญ ๐ฝ๐ฑ๐ฎ๐ถ ๐ต๐พ๐ป๐ด๐ผ ๐ช ๐ฝ๐ป๐พ๐ฝ๐ฑ ๐ฝ๐ฑ๐ช๐ฝ ๐ฌ๐ธ๐พ๐ต๐ญ ๐ฌ๐ธ๐ท๐ผ๐พ๐ถ๐ฎ ๐๐ธ๐พ ๐๐ฑ๐ธ๐ต๐ฎ.ย ย
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๐๐ฎ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ฝ๐ฑ๐ฒ๐ผ ๐๐ช๐ป๐ท๐ฒ๐ท๐ฐ: ๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ฎ๐ป๐ ๐ผ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ป๐ฎ๐ฝ ๐ผ๐ฑ๐ช๐ป๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ฒ๐ผ ๐ช ๐๐ฎ๐ฒ๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ฝ ๐ช๐ญ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ฝ๐ธ ๐๐ธ๐พ๐ป ๐ผ๐ธ๐พ๐ต. ๐ฃ๐ฑ๐ฎ ๐ถ๐ธ๐ป๐ฎ ๐๐ธ๐พ ๐พ๐ท๐ฌ๐ธ๐ฟ๐ฎ๐ป, ๐ฝ๐ฑ๐ฎ ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ฎ๐น๐ฎ๐ป ๐ฝ๐ฑ๐ฎ ๐ช๐ซ๐๐ผ๐ผ ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ธ๐ถ๐ฎ๐ผ. ๐ฃ๐ป๐พ๐ผ๐ฝ ๐ท๐ธ๐ฝ ๐ฝ๐ฑ๐ฎ ๐ผ๐พ๐ป๐ฏ๐ช๐ฌ๐ฎ; ๐ฒ๐ฝ ๐ฒ๐ผ ๐ถ๐ฎ๐ป๐ฎ๐ต๐ ๐ช ๐ฟ๐ฎ๐ฒ๐ต ๐ธ๐ฟ๐ฎ๐ป ๐ฝ๐ฑ๐ฎ ๐ฌ๐ฑ๐ช๐ธ๐ผ ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ท๐ฎ๐ช๐ฝ๐ฑ. ๐๐ท๐ฌ๐ฎ ๐๐ธ๐พ ๐ผ๐ฝ๐ฎ๐น ๐ฒ๐ท๐ฝ๐ธ ๐ฝ๐ฑ๐ฎ ๐ต๐ฒ๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ฝ ๐ธ๐ฏ ๐ด๐ท๐ธ๐๐ต๐ฎ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ฎ, ๐ฝ๐ฑ๐ฎ๐ป๐ฎ ๐ฒ๐ผ ๐ท๐ธ ๐ฝ๐พ๐ป๐ท๐ฒ๐ท๐ฐ ๐ซ๐ช๐ฌ๐ด.ย ย
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๐๐ฑ๐ธ๐ธ๐ผ๐ฎ ๐๐ฒ๐ผ๐ฎ๐ต๐ ๐๐ฑ๐ช๐ฝ ๐๐ธ๐พ ๐๐ฒ๐ผ๐ฑ ๐ฝ๐ธ ๐ผ๐ฎ๐ฎ, ๐ฏ๐ธ๐ป ๐ฒ๐ท ๐ฝ๐ฑ๐ฒ๐ผ ๐ป๐ฎ๐ช๐ต๐ถ, ๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ฎ๐ป๐ ๐ป๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ฎ๐ต๐ช๐ฝ๐ฒ๐ธ๐ท ๐ฒ๐ผ ๐ช ๐ผ๐ฝ๐ฎ๐น ๐ฌ๐ต๐ธ๐ผ๐ฎ๐ป ๐ฝ๐ธ ๐๐ธ๐พ๐ป ๐ธ๐๐ท ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ถ๐ฒ๐ผ๐ฎ.ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย
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ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย "๐๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ซ๐ ๐ข๐ฐ๐ฐ ๐๐ฒ๐ต๐๐ซ๐? ๐๐ข๐ฏ๐ข ๐ถ๐ฌ๐ฒ ๐ฏ๐ข๐ฃ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ซ๐ค ๐ฑ๐ฌ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฏ?"ย
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย โโโโโ โโ โโ โ โโโโโ
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โ๐ซ ๐ฑ๐ฅ๐ข ๐ฐ๐ฅ๐๐ก๐ฌ๐ด๐ฐ ๐ฌ๐ฃ ๐ฑ๐ฏ๐ฒ๐ฑ๐ฅ, ๐ด๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ฐ๐ญ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฐ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ซ๐ค๐ข๐ฏ: '๐๐ฅ๐ข๐ฐ๐ข ๐๐ฏ๐ข ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฐ, ๐ซ๐ฌ๐ฑ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ซ๐ค ๐ฆ๐ฐ ๐ฏ๐ข๐๐ฉ.' ๐ ๐ข๐ด๐๐ฏ๐ข ๐ฑ๐ฅ๐ข ๐ณ๐ข๐ฆ๐ฉ ๐ฑ๐ฅ๐๐ฑ ๐ฐ๐ฅ๐ฏ๐ฌ๐ฒ๐ก๐ฐ ๐ถ๐ฌ๐ฒ๐ฏ ๐ญ๐ข๐ฏ๐ ๐ข๐ญ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ฌ๐ซ, ๐ฃ๐ฌ๐ฏ ๐ด๐ฅ๐๐ฑ ๐ถ๐ฌ๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ข ๐ช๐๐ถ ๐ช๐ข๐ฏ๐ข๐ฉ๐ถ ๐๐ข ๐ ๐ช๐ฆ๐ฏ๐๐ค๐ข. โ๐ข๐๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฑ๐ถ ๐ฆ๐ฐ ๐๐ฒ๐ฑ ๐ ๐ฃ๐ฏ๐๐ค๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ข ๐ ๐ฌ๐ซ๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ฏ๐ฒ๐ ๐ฑ, ๐ข๐๐ฐ๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ถ ๐ฐ๐ฅ๐๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ข๐ฏ๐ข๐ก ๐๐ถ ๐ฑ๐ฅ๐ข ๐ด๐ข๐ฆ๐ค๐ฅ๐ฑ ๐ฌ๐ฃ ๐ก๐ข๐ ๐ข๐ญ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ฌ๐ซ. ๐๐ฏ๐ฒ๐ฐ๐ฑ ๐ซ๐ฌ๐ฑ ๐ฑ๐ฅ๐ข ๐ฐ๐ฒ๐ฏ๐ฃ๐๐ ๐ข; ๐ก๐ข๐ฉ๐ณ๐ข ๐ก๐ข๐ข๐ญ๐ข๐ฏ ๐ฆ๐ซ๐ฑ๐ฌ ๐ฑ๐ฅ๐ข ๐๐๐ถ๐ฐ๐ฐ ๐ด๐ฅ๐ข๐ฏ๐ข ๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ฒ๐ฐ๐ฆ๐ฌ๐ซ๐ฐ ๐ฑ๐ฅ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ข ๐๐ซ๐ก ๐ฑ๐ฅ๐ข ๐ข๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ข๐ซ๐ ๐ข ๐ฌ๐ฃ ๐ข๐ต๐ฆ๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ข๐ซ๐ ๐ข ๐ฃ๐๐ก๐ข๐ฐ ๐ฆ๐ซ๐ฑ๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐๐ฐ๐ ๐ฒ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ฑ๐ถ.
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย โโโโโฆโเผปเผบโโฆโโโโ
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-Morning in Domino; Helia Palace; The Royal Assembly Room-
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In the grand Royal Assembly Room of Helia Palace, the morning sun streamed through towering stained glass windows, casting vibrant hues across the marble floor. The air was thick with tension, a palpable energy crackling as thirty-five councilors filled the ornate chamber, their voices rising in a chaotic symphony of dissent. At the head of the long, polished table sat the King of Domino, Hades Limonizer Vernoke Domino, his regal presence barely containing the turmoil that swirled around him.
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The walls were adorned with rich tapestries depicting the kingdomโs storied past, yet today they bore witness to a different kind of history in the making. The councilors were divided into three factions, each group animatedly gesturing as they made their case for the fate of Princess Luxana.
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Group 1 -ย clamored for immediate action to retrieve the princess, insisting that her absence would plunge Domino into turmoil.
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Group 2 -ย argued for her return without capitulating to the Empire's demands.
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Group 3 -ย shockingly proposed to offer her as a token of allegiance to the Empire.
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โPRINCESS LUXANA MUST BE BROUGHT BACK IMMEDIATELY!โ shouted a member from Group 1, rising abruptly from his chair. His voice echoed off the stone walls, urgency etched into every line of his face. โHER ABSENCE IN DOMINO WILL CAUSE AN UPROAR IN THE KINGDOM!โ
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โDO YOU THINK SUBMITTING TO THE EMPIRE IS A PIECE OF CAKE?โ countered a member from Group 2, her voice laced with fury as she stood defiantly. She slammed her palm on the table, causing goblets to rattle and eyes to widen. โYOUโD TRADE OUR SOVEREIGNTY FOR A MERE PROMISE?โ
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โDOES IT MATTER?โ another voice from Group 1 interjected, desperation creeping into his tone as he leaned forward, hands gripping the edge of the table. โIF HER POWERS ARE KNOWN TO THE EMPIRE, WEโLL BE BROUGHT DOWN LIKE AN AVALANCHE!โ
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โHER HIGHNESSโS POWERS HAVE STILL NOT FULLY DEVELOPED!โ shouted a member from Group 2, shaking his head vehemently. He paced back and forth behind his chair, his agitation palpable. โWE DONโT NEED TO SUBMIT! RATHER, WE SHOULD FOCUS ON WHO EXACTLY FORGED THAT FAKE ACCORD!โ
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โTHE FAKE ACCORD? WITH WHAT AUDACITY DO YOU CLAIM IT TO BE FAKE IN THE PRESENCE OF THE KING?โ barked a member from Group 3, her eyes flashing with indignation as she rose to her full height. โTHE PREVIOUS KING MUST HAVE DEFINITELY SIGNED IT!โ
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โWHAT PROOF DO YOU EVEN HAVE TO BELIEVE THE ACCORD WAS FAKE?โ another member from Group 3 chimed in, arms crossed defiantly as he glared at his opponents.
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โWHAT? DO YOU LACK BRAIN CELLS? THATโS IMPOSSIBLE! OUR ENMITY WITH THE EMPIRE IS SO LONG-STANDING THAT SUCH AN ALLIANCE IS UNTHINKABLE!โ shouted a member from Group 2, his voice rising above the din.
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โALLIANCE TO THE EMPIRE MIGHT END UP BEING A GOOD THING! WHAT SORT OF DISCOMFORT CUDDLES YOU?โ another voice from Group 3 piped up, trying to sway opinions with fervor.
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โAND WHAT SORT OF COMFORT SNUGGLES YOU?โ mocked a member from Group 2, her tone dripping with sarcasm as she leaned back in her chair, arms crossed defiantly.
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"ENOUGH".ย The Kingโs voice sliced through the chaos like a blade through silk. For a moment, silence enveloped the room; all eyes turned toward him. His calm demeanor was unsettling against the backdrop of rising tempers. He leaned forward slightly, hands clasped under his chin as he surveyed his councilors with an intensity that demanded attention.
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โIs arguing like five-year-olds what brought you to your current positions?โ he asked, his tone smooth yet firm. The councilors shifted uncomfortably in their seats; they could sense that beneath his composed exterior lay a storm brewingโa storm that could change everything.
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โWe must act wisely,โ he continued, his gaze sweeping over each faction as they held their breath. โThis is not merely about Princess Luxana; it is about our kingdom's future.โ
-Indoor Training Grounds; Moonlit Edifice; Elmir-ย
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In the heart of the Moonlit Edifice, the Indoor Training Grounds resonated with the sharp, metallic clang of swords meeting in fierce combat. The air was thick with the scent of sweat and determination, mingling with the faint aroma of oil from the well-maintained blades. Flickering torches cast dancing shadows on the stone walls, illuminating the intense expressions of those engaged in their practice.
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Cillian stood at the center of the arena, poised and confident. Cillian, slender yet deceptively strong, moved with a fluid grace that belied his thin frame. His white shirt, ruffled at the front and adorned with intricate gold patterns, contrasted sharply against the Commanderโs dark armor. The wide cuffs of his shirt flared slightly as he swung his sword, catching the light with each movement. He danced around the arena, his feet barely making a sound on the polished stone floor as he evaded a powerful overhead strike.
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As he faced his opponent, the Commander of the Imperial Knight's Faction, Commander Oswin Grimtide.
Oswin Grimtide was a legendary commander in the annals of Elmir's history. Rising from humble beginnings, his father was a blacksmith known for forging weapons for the very knights Oswin would one day lead. From a young age, he displayed exceptional combat skills and an unwavering loyalty to his kingdom. His agility, strategic prowess, and unique fighting style propelled him through the ranks of the Imperial Knights.
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As Commander, Oswin remained grounded, often visiting his father's forge and mentoring young knights. Despite his success, the weight of loss from battles fought for Elmir left physical and emotional scars, shaping him into a thoughtful leader.
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Now, as protector and mentor within the Royal Guard, Oswin's presence commanded respect. His dedication to training the next generation, like Cillian, embodied his commitment to the kingdom's future. Oswin Grimtide was more than just a commander; he was a guardian of Elmir's legacyโa legacy forged in fire and tempered by honor.
Cillianโs movements were fluid and precise. He shifted his weight effortlessly from one foot to the other, a practiced grace evident in every step. He executed a series of rapid strikes, each one punctuated by the sharp clang of metal against metal. With a deft twist of his wrist, he parried an incoming blow, then countered with a swift upward slash that sent his opponent reeling back.
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The training grounds were vast, with high ceilings that seemed to stretch into infinity, adorned with banners that fluttered like restless spirits in the cool night air. The stone floor, polished to a sheen, reflected the dim light, creating an almost ethereal glow around Cillian as he moved. His feet danced gracefully, shifting with precision as he parried a blow aimed at his midsection.
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โYOUโRE QUICK,โ the Commander grunted, sweat glistening on his brow as he lunged forward. Cillian sidestepped, narrowly avoiding the blade that sliced through the air where he had just stood.
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โAND YOUโRE SLOW!โ Cillian shot back, his voice ringing with confidence. He pivoted on his heel and retaliated with a swift thrust aimed at the Commanderโs side. The older man parried expertly, their swords clashing again in a shower of sparks.
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Around them, fellow trainees watched in awe. The intensity of their duel was palpable; every movement was a calculated risk, every strike a testament to their skill and determination. Cillianโs agility was mesmerizing; he ducked low and rolled to the side, springing back to his feet in one fluid motion that left onlookers breathless.
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โIS THAT ALL YOUโVE GOT?โ Cillian taunted as he executed a series of rapid strikes, each one met with equal force from the Commander. The two men were locked in a fierce dance of blades, their movements weaving together like an intricate tapestry of combat. โYOUโLL HAVE TO DO BETTER THAN THAT!โ he shouted, his voice ringing with confidence as he sidestepped a thrust aimed at his midsection. He ducked low, narrowly avoiding another strike, then sprang back up with agility that belied his slender frame. Cillianโs footwork was impeccable; he moved like waterโfluid yet unyieldingโclosing the distance between them with each calculated step.
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His opponent lunged forward again, a fierce determination etched across their face. The sound of metal scraping against metal filled the air as they exchanged blows, each movement fluid and calculated. Cillian ducked low, narrowly avoiding a strike that could have sent him sprawling. He felt the rush of adrenaline coursing through him, igniting every nerve ending as he countered with a swift upward swing.
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โDON'T WORRY, YOU'LL STILL BE LEFT BEHIND EITHER WAY.โ came the retort from his opponent, breathless yet defiant as he lunged forward again. The intensity of their duel escalated; Cillian felt the adrenaline coursing through him, sharpening his senses as he deflected another blow and riposted with a swift thrust aimed at his opponentโs shoulder.
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ย The clang of their swords echoed like thunder in the enclosed space, each clash reverberating off the stone walls and filling the air with an electric tension.
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Around them, fellow trainees watched in rapt attention, their eyes wide with admiration for Cillianโs skill. The clangs of their swords filled the air like thunderclaps as Cillian danced around his opponent, executing a perfect Oberhauโa downward cut that struck true.
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Suddenly, Cillian heard the door creak open behind him as someone entered the training grounds. He didnโt turn to look; distractions had no place in this moment. He focused solely on the duel, every fiber of his being attuned to the rhythm of combat.
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With renewed focus, Cillian launched into a series of rapid strikes that forced his opponent back. Each movement was deliberate and precise; he felt every muscle working in harmony as he executed his techniques flawlessly. The clangs grew louder and more frantic until finallyโ
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โEN GARDE!โ he shouted triumphantly as he disarmed his opponent with a swift twist of his wrist and stepped back to catch his breath.
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The sword clattered to the ground, echoing through the training grounds like a bell tolling victory. Panting slightly but exhilarated. โYou know, Commander,โ Cillian said with a teasing smirk as he stepped back, sword still poised in hand, โif you keep swinging that sword like itโs a broomstick, I might just have to start charging you for cleaning up the training grounds!โ
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Oswin raised an eyebrow, momentarily taken aback by the audacity of the younger knight. He opened his mouth to respond but found himself at a loss for words, the playful jab leaving him momentarily speechless. The other trainees burst into laughter, the tension of their duel dissipating into the air like mist in the morning sun.
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As he extended a hand to help his opponent up, the room erupted into applause. The sound echoed off the stone walls like a triumphant chorusโmen clapping and howling for him in admiration. Among them stood Princess Luxana, her bright smile illuminating her face as she joined in the applause.
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As the applause began to fade, Cillian felt a strange mix of emotions swirling within him. He slightly lowered his head, his expression neutral yet his eyes remained locked on Luxanaโs. He sought confirmation in her gaze, a silent plea for assurance that her cheers were genuine. There was something cold in his demeanor, a shield he wore to protect himself from vulnerability.
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In response, Luxana smiled wider, her face radiating warmth as she tilted her head slightly and shut her eyes. It was a gesture that spoke volumesโa silent affirmation that cut through the tension surrounding them. Her sincerity enveloped him like a soft blanket, momentarily easing the weight on his shoulders.
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The energy in the training grounds shifted as the applause transformed into a murmur of conversation. Trainees gathered in small clusters, animatedly discussing techniques and sharing tales of their own battles. Cillianโs victory had ignited a spark among them, lifting spirits and fostering camaraderie.
To be Continued...
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