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... vely, coming up in a defensive crouch, but Nyra was already there, her hand stopping inches from his throat.
"Dead," she said simply, pulling back.
Alaric let himself collapse onto his back, breathing hard.
Sweat dripped down his face, his shirt soaked through. They'd been at this for over an hour, hand-to-hand combat, no essence techniques, pure skill and physicality.
And Nyra had won. Again.
"You're improving," she said, which was probably the closest th ...
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