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... al.
It feels personal.
For the second match, my second opponent is a horned marsh-beast, all muscle and low center of gravity, with a fighting style built around grappling and crushing holds. He tries to lock me down early—arms like iron bands, breath hot and wet against my neck.
It almost works.
Almost.
I slip out of his grip at the last second, twist my hips, and drop him with a clean throw that knocks the wind out of him so hard he wheezes like a bellow ...
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