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"Know your place boy." Orym Torfiel berated him coldly. "Not even your father would dare point a sword at me, let alone a brat like you still wet behind the ears."
"Let me go." The swordsman snarled as he yanked his sleeve with a sharp tug while retaliating with a front kick.
Asselin managed to free himself from his overcoat, but instead of pushing his opponent with his kick, he toppled backwards as if he had just hit an iron board. Unfazed, the old man looked at the empty ...
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