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The training field becomes void of sound, of heat, of purpose... Even the wind seems to hesitate, as though unsure whether it is allowed to touch me. My sword lies where it fell, half-buried in grass, and the metal dulled by dirt and shame.
Too late.
The words echo in my mind louder than any explosion ever could.
I press my palm to my chest, hopelessly trying to soothe the ache that threatens to tear me apart. This burning... shameful ache and hurt in my heart.
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