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... and surrounded by the raucous energy of the arena stadium her limbs felt numb and her skin was clammy. She had witnessed the fight between the tenth and ninth blades of the Academy, but in truth she had seen very little of it. Her gaze had been locked on the woman with golden hair, the point all other details had faded into the background.

Hearing stories and rumours was one thing. But finally laying eyes on the woman was like reaching the base of a mountain and finally seeing just how f ...

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