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... ting down my bare skinned shoulders as I leaned against the rocky wall facing the training area. I watched the guards fight using their swords below the arena as each strike produced a well-timed rhythm. The repetitive noise of steel colliding with steel carried through the air as a permanent reminder to my chosen path plus the shared our shared connections with each other.
The king had ordered for us to go into the border and round up the rebellion. He was starting to get really restles ...
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