Chang Le suddenly ran out of energy. Xunuo caught her with one hand and offered Jianwei to her with the other.
"Your sword."
Chang Le lowered her gaze and saw Jianwei resting in Xunuo's palm, the delicate white fingers contrasting sharply with the sword's blade. This truly was a pair of hands born to wield a sword; Jianwei lay in her palm as though they were fused into a single entity.
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