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... und that afternoon.
Ten? Twenty? More?
Each time, Ila’s voice would cut through the pain and humiliation: "Again."
And each time, I would drag myself back to my feet, settle into my stance, and try to do better.
I didn’t.
Toda was relentless, moving with mechanical efficiency and exploiting every hesitation, every moment of overthinking, every fraction of a second where my body lagged behind my mind.
Sweep. Ground. "Again."
Feint and strike ...
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