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Fortune shook his blade, and the samurai's body crumbled into dust, fading away. His swords, gripped by Fortune's large hand, accompanied him as he swiftly flew toward his Ancestor.
"I apologize for taking so long… His unexpected power caught me off guard, and it took me a while to adapt quickly."
"Hmm, your power, the Manipulation of Providence's Light, ensures triumph despite challenges. What will you do with those swords?"
"I intend to keep them."
Fortune smiled, infusing his light into the blades. Both katanas merged into a larger samurai sword, encased in golden metal and radiating blinding light.
"Not bad… This warrior's sword seems to have accepted me as its new wielder…!"
"It's a fine blade."
As the Great Ancestor spoke, smiled, and closed his eyes while advancing, Fortune looked upward, sensing multiple powerful presences rapidly descending.
"They're finally arriving."
"We'll see what unfolds. You're prepared to face them, aren't you?"
