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- Lancer's every thrust was like cannon fire, throwing out roaring gusts.
- Saber's golden sword slashed the wind and cleaved the dark.
- Every attack was met by its opposite, entwining together and scattering into sparks. The pinnacles of swordsmen and spearmen continued their struggle for dominance.
- The superiority of Lancer's technique exceeded Saber's by a slight degree, but Saber was tougher in body. All things considered, they were more or less an even match in strength. A moment's carelessness could lead to a pierced heart or severed head.
- Anyone would be hard-pressed to tell who had the upper hand, but there was the matter of Gordes. Due to the healing thaumaturgy of his Master, Saber could always recover from damage. However, Lancer's own ability to recover was also considerable, even by himself. He must be powerfully bound to his Master and supplied by substantial prana.
- The clang of clashing steel rang out for over the ten thousandth time.
- They were covered by over a thousand light, recovering wounds.
- Volume 1, Chapter 3, Page 137
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