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D wasted no time going into action. Without taking his left hand away, he
stepped back, reaching with his right for his sword. The blade seemed to
drink up the sunlight.
Drawing his sword-wielding right arm far back, D focused his eyes on a
single point on the wall. A spot right between the thumb and forefinger of
his left hand.

But what had they got there? The instant an awesome white bloodlust
coalesced between the naked sword tip and the steel—
A pale light pierced the black wall.

It was D’s sword that streamed forth. Regardless of how trenchant that
thrust might be, there was no way it could penetrate the special steel of the
outer walls. Be that as it may, the graceful arc sank halfway into the
unyielding metal wall.

That’s where the entrance was. D’s blade was wedged in the boundary
between door and wall, though that line was imperceptible to the naked eye.
With the mysterious power of his left hand D had located it, then thrust into
it. Granted that there was a space there, how could the tip of his sword slip
into an infinitesimal gap?

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