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... king up at the sky. The pale moon above seemed particularly mocking today. His hand was slick with sweat, but he still did his best to keep hold of his sword. Wu Ming would like that. Morgan had already been with the man long enough to understand his ways.
The moon’s light was blocked out as the man himself -- Wu Ming, the Fourth Contender -- leaned over Morgan’s prone body, frowning.
"Three outta ten," he said, disappointed. "At least you kept hold of your sword, though. Let’s s ...
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