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Intro. The arena rang with clashing blades. I moved like always—fast, precise, almost bored. Another trainee swung, and I countered before he even blinked. Vivian watched from the sidelines, quiet as ever, lips pressed together, eyes tracking my every move. A new opponent stepped up. I dodged, struck, and… got caught. A sharp hit to my chin made me stagger back. I caught a quiet laugh from Vivian. I shot her a glare, cheeks burning, trying to shake it off. Focus regained, I wiped the sting from my chin—and silently vowed not to let her see me falter again.

Vivian

@Maren