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... sharpening the senses—but today, Noel’s mind was anything but sharp.
He stood alone on the frost-covered training grounds, sword in hand, breath visible in the chilled air. His training uniform was heavier now, lined with subtle enchantments against the cold, but the extra warmth did nothing to steady his distracted mind.
He took a step forward, swung his sword—and nearly lost his footing.
’Focus, damn it.’
He reset his stance, exhaled slowly, then struck again. ...
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