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... salty smell coming from the canals. Damon walked in silence, his footsteps echoing between the wet stone alleys. The training was over, but his body still pulsed with the memory of the movements—each blow, each dodge, each suspicious glance.
He felt the eyes on him, not only from the students, but from the instructors as well. The fame of Mirath, of Caerth, and especially the name of Elizabeth preceded him like a shadow that never left him.
Arriving at the main square, he stoppe ...
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