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... ith mud and somewhat torn. Even his short cloak was torn in half. Each flapped like a flag behind him.
“Your Grace!”
“Teacher!”
Lorist smiled when he saw his two disciples. Their cries made him feel guilty. But, thinking back to what the windstorm swordsaint had said, there really was no reason for two people without any real grudges to fight each other to the death.
The old man had said it crudely, but it made sense. Lorist ...
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