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Chapter 12: The Iron Trainer
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... lking around me like a predator. "Fix it."
I adjust my stance, trying to remember all the different positions she's drilled into me over the last six hours. The wooden practice sword in my hand feels super heavy, my muscles shaking from effort.
"Better," she admits reluctantly. "Now, basic guard position. Remember—"
"Blade vertical, off-center, weight balanced," I recite, moving into the position she's shown me twenty times. The late afternoon sun beats down on the courty ...
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