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... r battlefields, Gok and Wu-Ji found themselves standing in a labyrinth of mirrors. Each step echoed ominously, and their reflections seemed to shift unnaturally, moving even when they remained still.

"This place is creepy," Wu-Ji muttered, gripping his weapon tightly. "What kind of guardian are we dealing with here?"

"Something twisted," Gok replied, the Infinite Blade glowing faintly in his hand. "Stay sharp. This floor feels... wrong."

As they moved deeper into the maze ...

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