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... Leere isn't a weapon. It's a mirror. A reflection of who we are, what we crave—what we fear."
He finally spoke. "Back then, I didn't get it. I thought you were just talking down to us. But now... I understand."
He lifted his blade, watching as the dim light danced along its glass edges. Before there was no edge, no steel. Only a hilt, empty and weightless in his grip.
A Leere was supposed to be the manifestation of one's deepest self, yet up until now, whenever he looked ...
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