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... courtyard, sword sheathed at his side, the sheen of light dancing along his flawless robe. His breathing was steady, his stance impeccable. To the outside eye, he looked like the picture of control.
But inside, he was breaking.
He had trained earlier that morning. Sparred with no less than three inner disciples and walked away untouched, admired. But the praise no longer held any weight.
Because he could feel it.
The eyes.
Not of challeng ...
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