Sword 2

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The novice warrior grasped the hilt of his sword tightly, feeling a surge of excitement and nervousness as he prepared to take on his first foe. He had been training for weeks, honing his skills with every pass of the blade, but nothing could have truly prepared him for the rush of adrenaline that coursed through his veins as he stepped into the arena. With a deep breath, he raised his sword high, its gleaming steel shining like a beacon in the sunlight. The crowd fell silent, their eyes fixed on the young warrior as he faced off against his opponent.