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49• Mastering Intent: iii
Author: Shalom
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We assemble before a large, open area.

"I'll demonstrate each one, showcasing their unique capabilities."

He gestures to a nearby rack, adorned with an array of weapons.

"First, the sword."

Professor Nog unsheathed a gleaming katana, its blade shimmering in the sunlight. With a fluid motion, he assumed a battle stance.

"Watch closely" he says, eyes focused on the tennis ball in his hand

With lightning speed, he tossed the ball forward. In a blur, he closed the distance, sword slicing through the air. Time seemed to slow as the blade intersected the ball, splitting it cleanly.

The two halves fluttered to the ground, their trajectory revealing the sword's swift path. Professor Nog stood poised, several steps ahead of his initial position, his stance unwavering.

I felt the air vibrate with the hum of his sword, the only sound in the stunned silence.

Next, Professor Nog selects a pair of daggers.

"Dagger techniques require agility and stealth."

He wields the daggers with deadly gr
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