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A Wasted Treasure

*Whoosh*

Swift Indigo wasted no time. Once she heard the words indicating the start of the match, she sprang right into action. Her slim sword was as elegant as its owner, and the slightly blue color of its blade gave it a sort of surreal effect as it wove through the air like a needle. Its owner and the weaver, Swift Indigo, was like a skilled seamstress, as her sword gently pushed towards Black Hand.

Black Hand had a look of pure concentration on his face. His eyes were fully focused on the frame of Swift Indigo and her sword. The slender blade of her sword didn’t cause him to feel any comfort in any way. The blade was of a narrower width, but it didn’t destroy its imposing manner in any way. As the weapon approached him, he felt a chill fill his entire being. It wasn’t from fear, but the blade itself!

Suddenly, two daggers appeared in Black Hand’s hands. Each hand held a dagger. The hilts of the daggers were exquisitely engraved with t

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