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Yoo-Jin was recreating the Jinhonmu with such precision that it felt like a replay of Yeon Hwa-Seon's performance. Her movements, her strides, and even her gaze perfectly mirrored Yeon Hwa-Seon's dance.
Watching Yoo-Jin, Yeon Hwa-Seon murmured in admiration, "That girl Yoo-Jin... she's a born dancer."
Immersed in her performance, Yoo-Jin displayed an array of expressive emotions. When she clasped her hands to her chest, her tearful expression seemed to summon the spirits of soldiers who had never returned home.
As she extended her hands upward, her face shone with joy as though she were guiding the restless souls to their final rest.
'You're doing great, Yoo-Jin.'
Yoo-Jin's dance was so beautiful it inspired awe.
But about a minute in, something changed. Yoo-Jin's movements, which had been fluid and graceful like Yeon Hwa-Seon's, became increasingly intense.
'Huh? What's going on, Yoo-Jin?'
Each time Yoo-Jin extended her hands, the silk cloth whipped through the air with force. Her barefoot steps across the cold stone stage grew faster and more vigorous, compelling the other two actresses to quicken their pace as well.
Steam rose from Yoo-Jin's body as her movements grew more feverish and sweat scattered into the air with...
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