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... hrough a war. Which, given my family's definition of "training," wasn't entirely inaccurate.
I needed a bath. Immediately.
Stripping off my sweat-soaked training gear, I all but collapsed into the massive bathing pool carved into the black marble of my private bath. The water was warm, infused with expensive herbs meant to ease muscle tension, but honestly, I didn't care. I just needed to stop feeling like I'd been thrown off a cliff.
Just as I closed my eyes, the system ...
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