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... ed the walls, some scorched, others sliced clean through — marks of the talents and tempers of the remaining contestants. Leonhardt leaned against one of the pillars, chewing on a dried fruit stick while Alden stood shirtless again, arms wrapped tight with gauze, muscles twitching with tension.
"You know," Leonhardt said, watching him stretch his arms behind his head, "for someone who trains like his bones are made of steel, you sure snap like twigs."
Alden didn't dignify it with ...
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