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... sharply, lowering my sword as the wooden dummy in front of me split at the middle, its top half hanging by a splinter before thudding to the floor.
Sweat ran down my face, tracing my jaw and dripping onto my shirt that was already damp and clinging to my skin.
My breath came heavy, my muscles screaming for a break.
I had been at it for hours now. Tryng to adopt my mother’s footwork as my own. I could feel the improvement, yes, but it still wasn’t enough.
My timing ...
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