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... his companions, Lancelot approached the Holy Throne where the Sword of Zariel was embedded, took a deep breath, and grasped the hilt of the Treasured Sword. A smooth sensation filled his hand, yet Lancelot felt as though he was holding a mass of solid light, his entire body being infused with a sacred energy. Moreover, a soft whisper sounded in his ears, telling him that he was the chosen one recognized by the Sword of Zariel, that he must act immediately, and throw himself into the holy war to ...
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