The sky was gradually darkening as A'man forcefully drove her long spear into the ground.
The spear broke through the paving stones, plunging deep into the soil below.
Beside her, Sarentuya let out a weary sigh, hugging her sword as she leaned against A'man's spear. She opened her mouth, breathing heavily, her face smeared with a mixture of dirt and blood—hardly looking like a Sword Lord in the least.
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