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... Vane’s skin and slicked the flagstones.
"Again," Senna commanded. Her voice was tighter than usual, strained.
Vane reset his stance. His legs were past burning; they were a dull, throbbing landscape of misery. He held the training spear—a real one he’d checked out from the armory, not a broom—leveled at the chalk mark on the distant pillar.
"Keep your back straight. You are hunching like a beggar," Senna snapped. She was sitting stiffly in her chair, her hands gripping t ...
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