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The Moonfish continued to screech as they zoomed around. Jun placed his sword out in front of him and relaxed his mind, attempting to drown out all the chaotic movement around him.
Calm yourself. Focus. A dull blade is a dying man's last regret. A sharp one paves his way to victory. He thought.
Axel and Jayden stepped back as an aura of energy began to surround Jun.
"Raaaaah!" The Moonfish yelled out as they all converged on Jun. He closed his eyes and just focused on every tiny disruption of the air around him. Watching the incoming horde would just make him rush with lousy technique. He needed precision. He needed perfection.
Jun drew his blade with such speed that his blade was already at its apex before the creatures even realized they had been struck. They flew past Jun and collided with the ground.
