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'Wait a minute...this leg...'
Zhen Xing had reinforced his own leg with aether and used it to catch the foot of the abusive nobleman mid-stomp.
A loud sound akin to metal clashing metal echoed through the air as the two forces made contact with one another, catching the attention of many of the people in the immediate area.
It was also in this moment though that Zhen Xing confirmed that this guy was using his aether to make his stomps hit even harder than what was necessary.
'This son of a bitch...,' Zhen Xing cursed, 'at least I had the decency to not use my aether on people who couldn't take it...not that it was better, but still.'
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