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An arrow came flying in. Seo-jun reacted instantly.
Clang—!
The tip of his sword intercepted the arrowhead. At the same time, he pivoted on his left foot, swinging his sword high with a powerful arc.
SHHHHRRAAAAK──────!!
The arrow, its trajectory skewed by the clash, shot upward as if to pierce the heavens. A dark, smoky trail followed behind it.
Seo-jun glanced at Hyeon Gung-je with a displeased expression.
