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... ng came to an end. I stood in the courtyard, drenched in sweat, steam rising in the cool air of winter.
My muscles ached, my breath came in labored gulps, but there was a strange vitality coursing through me.
Elder Ming walked up to me, leaning on his staff, his sharp eyes scanning my posture. “You’ve improved,” he said, his tone measured. “It’s not perfect, but it’s enough.”
I nodded, wiping the sweat from my brow. “Enough to spar without collapsing, at least.”
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