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🍁Nine Ancient Obelisks

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His palms are sweating, but he grips his weapon tighter, his face twitches, and his heart races, pounding in his chest and throbbing in his temples – these are the peculiar sensations Sunaro experiences when he sees the scene unfolding.
“Don’t rush, think,” the voice of Nemuyaсу repeats endlessly, and he has to obey, suppressing the urge to rush headlong towards the scene.
Remaining in place, the Sinobian acolyte surveys the area again; he is interested in only two things: the presence of nearby places where he could be ambushed as soon as he descends, and any possible tracks in the vicinity.
My sword, my trusted ally, unphased by my aspect.