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... rald stood over him, unmoved, calm. His presence filled the room, quiet but impossible to ignore. He hadn’t broken a sweat.
I looked down at my training sword. It felt cheap. Useless.
I’d been getting stronger. Herald’s brutal training routine had transformed my body. Every part of me moved better, responded faster. I could hold my own against manor guards now, maybe even against someone like Mudrel if he didn’t take me seriously. But Herald wasn’t on the same scale. His speed, h ...
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