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The vast training field stretched out before me, and I gripped my sabre tightly, contemplating the recent matches with him. The memories played in my mind, puzzling and challenging the usual clarity I had in combat.
Initially, frustration and a tinge of anger fueled my every move. How could someone seemingly experienced in combat be so unpredictable? His attacks lacked the precision I expected, yet an undeniable effectiveness lingered, I felt so irritated.
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