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“Here,” Christof sighed, handing me a long shaft of wood with a handle, “you are untrained, essentially. It is not proper for you to hold a sharpened weapon in this arena.”

I cocked my head at him and Damien just shrugged.

“This place,” he gestured, “has certain rules. We feel inclined to follow them when we are here. It was easier to just train you with your own sword, but here that is not how it is done.”

“We had to earn the right to sharpen our blades,” Kein said wistfully. The men all chuckled at the memories. Training had been hard work. They reminisced about bonding and learning together. It had been something they enjoyed.

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“You will respect the blade more when you have earned the right to use it,” Evan informed me as he gestured to the center of the field.

me a blade fun and treated it Like a game before. In this place, sword work was taken

how to stand with one. There were standardized

prearranged pattern. Bane told me the movements would eventually be rote. My muscles would move me through them in fluid

will go faster,“ Bane promised as we did a slow step-turn combination. “They will be so ingrained you will not

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out to watch us. They sat in front of us in the stands and I dropped my eyes to avoid looking at them. Damien noticed the second I did it and expressed his displeasure. He got

sternly. “We do not stare at the ground in the presence of others. You can’t fight staring at the ground and you will not train doing that. Keep your eyes where

pleaded with him. “The boys will not understand. They

on deaf ears. I

in the sky. At first they seemed confused. As they watched my little

bets on how long they’d Last. The boys all thought Damien was going to beat this young