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The clang of steel rang through the training grounds—sharp, clean, and so loud it made the air hum. My sword slid against Osric’s with a spark, and before I could even blink, he shoved forward with enough force to make my arms tingle.
Oh, so that’s how we’re playing today.
I shifted my weight to my back leg, letting his blade slide past, and brought mine up in a sharp arc toward his side. He blocked—barely.
"Good," he grunted, voice deep and clipped, like he was ...
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