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Chapter 12: Blood, Sweat, and Steel
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... and suffocating.
The training yard, bathed in harsh midday light, felt smaller than usual. Its packed dirt carried the remnants of hundreds of duels fought before this one.
The estate walls loomed in the background, the distant sounds of the Stormont household continuing as if nothing of importance was about to happen. But for Caelith, this moment mattered.
This was inevitable.
Caelith had received a summons to the training yard during his regular training.
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