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... arena ahead of him, then craned his neck to look behind. If his judgement was accurate, and as a Blademaster of the Folk, it was, he was very close to the midpoint.
"This is absurd," he huffed. "Why are so many people eager to witness this… game," he almost spat the last word, as if it left a foul taste in his mouth. "The arena is a sacred place, reserved for the art of–OOF!"
He grunted more in surprise than pain as White's foot crashed down on top of his own. He looked at her, ...
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