Sword: Whoosh
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I pull back the bowstring like a circus master pulling back the curtain. What flies forth...
The battlefield is my circus: my bow bends like a contortionist and launches my arrow...
Like a juggler at the fair, my hands move in complex spirals—too fast to track, too...
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