Get Back The Abandoned Luna
"Stronger than you look."
I smirked. "You should know better than to judge by appearances."
Before the cheers faded, another voice cut through.
"Try me."
Nami, long-legged and sharp-eyed, moved forward with twin daggers gleaming in her hands. She spun them easily, her stance low and confident.
"One victory won't silence doubts," she said, a teasing edge in her voice. "Let's see if it was luck—or skill."
The yard settled into silence, that same tension and anticipation thick in the air.
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