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Xuan Xin glared at Peter Parker with a fierce intensity. In his ethereal grip, a scroll materialized, casting a faint green luminescence that seemed to haunt the very air around it.

The scroll was alive with a myriad of swirling array symbols. It was almost certainly an Array Pattern.

From within its depths, a razor-sharp sword aura emanated, barely perceptible yet undeniably present