Author's Note: Do Not Unlock Yet. Chapter Is Still Under Construction.
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Victor swept through the camp like a silent gale. Gale Strike unfurled beneath his boots, propelling him in a blur from one hut to the next. He vaulted over gunmetal barrels and landed atop an enemy officer's shoulders, slicing through armor with Shadow Crescent Strike. The sound of metal parting was a command to chaos, and the Ironhand Marauders reeled.
But the unexpected happened: from behind a collapsed supply tent, half a dozen Marauder elites—Foundation Establishment Crow Knights—rushed the Bai line and scattered them. Young cultivators, no match for seasoned rogues, found themselves trampled or spun off into walls. Shen's Hawks bellowed calls for aid as the Crow Knights wove cruel blades through ribs and shoulders.
