The storm didn't ease.
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It grew.
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Not violently—
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But steadily.
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Waves rose higher.
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Heavier.
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The wind sharpened.
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Cutting across the shore.
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Thalren stood where he had fallen the most.
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Wet stone beneath his feet.
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Unstable.
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Unforgiving.
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His grip tightened around the wooden blade.
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Not from tension.
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From focus.
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Across from him—
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Kaizen.
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Silent.
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Watching.
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"…Again."
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Thalren moved.
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Step.
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Adjust.
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The ground shifted—
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He shifted with it.
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Not perfectly.
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But enough to stay standing.
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Kaizen attacked.
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Fast.
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Direct.
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Thalren reacted—
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Raised his blade—
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The wave crashed at the same time—
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Force from the side—
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His balance broke—
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The strike slipped through—
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Stopped at his throat.
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"…Dead."
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No pause.
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No reset.
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"…Again."
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Thalren stepped forward.
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Breathing steady.
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Eyes sharper now.
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He watched everything.
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The water.
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The ground.
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Kaizen.
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Movement.
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Intent.
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Then—
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He moved.
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The wave rose—
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He adjusted—
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Kaizen attacked—
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Thalren met it—
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Clack.
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Contact.
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Clean.
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For a moment—
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Stable.
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Then—
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Kaizen twisted.
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Pressure changed—
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Thalren's footing slipped—
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His balance broke—
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Strike came—
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Stopped at his chest.
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"…Too slow."
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Silence.
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The storm pressed harder.
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Wind.
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Water.
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Instability.
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Everything at once.
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Thalren stepped back.
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Just once.
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Then forward again.
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He didn't rush.
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Didn't force it.
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He waited.
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A fraction longer.
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Kaizen moved—
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Small shift—
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Thalren saw it—
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Reacted—
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Their blades met—
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Held—
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Longer than before.
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A moment stretched—
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Then—
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Broken.
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Strike came—
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Stopped at his side.
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"…Not enough."
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The words didn't change.
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The result didn't change.
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But something else did.
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Inside.
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A flicker.
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Dark.
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Thin.
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Beneath his skin.
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His breathing slowed.
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Deeper.
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Heavier.
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Not from exhaustion.
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From pressure.
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From something building.
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Kaizen saw it.
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His gaze sharpened.
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But he didn't move.
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Didn't interfere.
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"…Again."
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Thalren moved.
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Faster this time.
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Too fast.
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The ground shifted—
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He ignored it.
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His blade came down—
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Heavy.
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Sharper.
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Different.
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Kaizen blocked—
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The impact pushed him back.
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A step.
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Small—
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But real.
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Silence.
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The air changed.
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Not outside.
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Inside.
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The darkness spread.
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Up Thalren's arm.
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Across his wrist.
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Veins darkened.
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Faint—
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But visible.
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---
He moved again.
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Another strike—
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Stronger.
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Less controlled.
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The wave crashed—
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He didn't adjust.
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Didn't care.
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His balance broke—
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But the force carried him forward anyway.
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Kaizen stepped back.
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More serious now.
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"…Stop."
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Thalren didn't.
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He stepped again—
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The ground cracked under him—
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His blade came—
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Wild.
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Powerful.
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Unstable.
---
---
Kaizen moved.
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Not to counter—
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To avoid.
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The strike hit the ground.
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Stone split.
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Water scattered.
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Silence.
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Then—
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Kaizen stepped in.
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Fast.
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Precise.
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His blade struck Thalren's wrist.
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Sharp.
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Controlled.
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The wooden sword slipped.
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Fell.
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---
Another step—
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Blade at his throat.
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"…That's not control."
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The darkness didn't disappear.
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It pushed.
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Pressed.
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Trying to take more.
---
---
Thalren stood still.
---
Breathing slow.
---
His hand trembled—
---
Not from fear.
---
From resistance.
---
---
Inside—
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Something pulled.
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Heavy.
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Endless.
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Familiar.
---
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Water.
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Still.
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Dark.
---
---
The same presence.
---
The same voice.
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Faint—
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"…Grow…"
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A pause.
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"…or be consumed."
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The pressure surged.
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The darkness pushed further—
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Up his arm—
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Toward his chest—
---
---
For a moment—
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It almost took him.
---
---
Then—
---
He stopped it.
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Not by force.
---
Not by power.
---
By holding.
---
---
His breathing steadied.
---
His grip tightened—
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Even without the blade.
---
---
The darkness halted.
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Not gone.
---
Not defeated.
---
Contained.
---
At the edge.
---
---
Silence.
---
The storm continued.
---
Unchanged.
---
---
Kaizen watched.
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Carefully.
---
A long pause passed.
---
Then—
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"…That's the line."
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Thalren didn't move.
---
Didn't speak.
---
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"Cross it," Kaizen continued,
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"…and you won't come back."
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No threat.
---
Just fact.
---
---
The darkness slowly receded.
---
Not fully.
---
A trace remained.
---
Quiet.
---
Watching.
---
---
Thalren bent.
---
Picked up the wooden blade.
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Slow.
---
Controlled.
---
---
He stepped forward again.
---
This time—
---
No rush.
---
No force.
---
---
Just intent.
---
---
"…Again."
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---
Kaizen looked at him.
---
A brief pause.
---
Then—
---
He raised his blade.
---
---
The storm roared around them.
---
The ground refused to hold.
---
The sea pressed endlessly.
---
---
But this time—
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Thalren didn't lose himself to it.
---
He stood at the edge—
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And held.
---
---
And for the first time—
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The darkness didn't move him.
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He held it back.
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Barely.
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But enough.
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For now.