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Some of the beasts he easily slaughtered had hesitated to attack him once the man calmly approached them.
Failing to notice Zeleskiaz's presence, surprise would invade the wild beings and yet, the gaze challenging them to engage in a fight was still a natural warning for their instincts, warning them that their blood would be spilled instead of the human before their eyes.
It was a blade, a kind of sword named cutlass, shorter than those he had glanced the duke and his son carried… yet in his hand as deathly and far more dangerous. For his senses once against the prey was unmatched by any common noble… although the man known as Lucid Warrior was one whose strength could defy his.
'… Ten of high rank… and yet I had to let four free as they were relatives of a bird species…'
