Dusk was approaching over the open courtyard of Master Terniere's fencing school. Its open, multi-storied arcades flanked her on all sides; shadow and dying sunlight diagonally slicing the courtyard in half.
In its light side, the training dummy remained. Terniere's lesson was over and the...
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