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Yet, the Sage, a master of warcraft, revealed himself as more than a mere legend. With the uncanny instincts of a battle genius, he responded to the impending strike. His form shifted with the fluid grace of a seasoned warrior, a dance of evasion that defied the ordinary.
The Maiden's chi-infused attack, intended to cripple and incapacitate, missed its mark by a hairsbreadth. The Sage's body leaned back, an exquisite arc of motion that narrowly eluded the oncoming blow. In that fraction of an instant, the clash of wills hung suspended, the poised kick brushing past the Sage's robes in a tantalizing caress.
As the Maiden's chi-enhanced limb swept through empty air, it became abundantly clear that the Sage's skill transcended the mundane. In this battlefield of destiny, their contest had only just begun, and the Sage had demonstrated the depth of his martial wisdom.