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From the snowy mist, the Fud spirits emerged. This time, they took solid form—dark figures in icy armor, and sharp swords gleamed in their hands. Wordlessly, they rushed forward.
Steel clashed with steel, and the ringing echoed across the abyss. One of the spirits struck swiftly, like a gust of wind, but Palu parried the blow and stepped aside, leaving a deep mark in the snow. Another Fud tried to attack from behind, but the defender turned and met him with a powerful swing that shattered the shadow into icy dust.
The last spirit was stronger than the others. Their swords crossed, and for a moment they stood, pressing against each other, until the wind swirled a snowstorm around them. Then Palu remembered the words of his teacher: "It is not the strongest who wins, but the one who stands firmest."
He stepped forward, pouring all his will into the blow. The light from his sword flared, and the spirit blade cracked, shattering into pieces. Fud's figure vanished into thin air, carried away by the blizzard.
The snow fell softly again. Palu thrust his sword into the ground and looked up at the warm winter sun. The enemies were defeated, and the mountain found peace for a time.
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