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... from the sheer speed of our previous exchange.
My chest heaved, sweat slicking my black track suit against my skin, and yet, despite the exhaustion, Belle’s calmness struck me in a way that almost made me forget how spent I was. She stood a few feet away, scabbard in hand, ponytail flicking in the light. Her stance was relaxed, deceptively so, like a predator about to decide whether to toy with its prey.
"You’re improving," she said, voice light but edged with that quiet authorit ...
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