[Cao Pi is focused on not giving him such an opening. He falls into a sequence of hits meant to drive his opponent around the room and wear him down, swinging both swords separately and then on a backswing joining them together, only to pull them apart again a few beats later. It's a fluid rhythm, relentless and purposeful, the kind of gambit devised by a man who's been training with the sword for half his life.]
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