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... silver glow as the moon hung above like a silent watcher. The stone paths between dorms were still, save for the occasional flicker of enchanted lanterns swaying in the breeze.
Zen stood in the practice courtyard alone, blade in hand. He had been repeating a particular sword form—again and again—his breath calm, his movements measured. Each swing left a faint ripple in the air, proof of the strength layered beneath his silent control.
[System: "Observation: You've repeated that ...
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