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“Veins of War: The Pulse of Physical Arts”---In the heart of Neo Orcus, a hush fell over the open courtyard as twin forces of combat stared each other down like storm clouds before a clash. The polished marble tiles beneath them, laced with subtle mana-conducting runes, seemed to hum in anticipation. Elias sat cross-legged on a raised stone platform nearby, his sharp gaze shifting between the two contenders about to engage in a test of raw might and technical mastery. At his side, Bubbles—his loyal, ever-curious creature—slept soundly in Yuna’s lap, the soft purring of its breath barely audible over the brewing tension.In the center of the courtyard stood Agnes—battle-hardened and unshaken—a legendary figure known across the Falcon Region as the blood-drenched axe-maiden of the Montgomery lineage. Her aura didn’t just radiate strength; it screamed of survival, of years spent dancing on the edge of steel and flame. Her opponent, the
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Chapter 179: “Veins of War: The Pulse of Physical Arts”
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Chapter 175 Those Who Wander: Merchants Witness the March of Progress
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