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“Feet are all wrong,” one of them said pointing, “there is no balance in that stance at all.”

Bane agreed with the kid named, Aryn, and told him he had a good eye. My stance was made a little wider and my feet were rearranged. The way I’d been standing would have made it easy to knock me off balance.

The boys stood brazenly near. They were curious, probably one of them had human ancestry. Damien and his Brothers talked to them pleasantly. I could tell the interaction must be peculiar. The boys seemed too hyped up for this to be a normal thing to do.

“It would be better if your slave had someone to follow,” Aryn told Bane. “I could stand in front and let the slave copy my movements as it moves.”

That didn’t make any sense to me, but it did to the men. That was how they were accustomed to doing this exercise. The older boys stood up front and the younger boys stood in the back. Everyone did the exercise together as the less trained watched the more trained.

We started again with Aryn in front of me and it was interesting. I tried to model the way he looked, but felt I was failing miserably. His movements were Like my family would have made, smooth and controlled.

should know. He was tall and broad with deep brown hair and eyes. The stubble on his young skin was thick. I imagined he probably had to shave twice a day to keep it looking clean. I

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