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Eighteen

I cleaned my face with a bandanna as I twirled my fingers around my sword hilt watching Brock who was circling me. It was day five on my training and Brock was as ruthless as ever.

Brock let out a fierce cry and bore down on me, I avoided the first blow only to be struck in the ass by the flat of his sword.

“Seriously?” I said but he didn’t smile, if any he scowled.

“You are fucking slow” he said. It was my turn to scowl.

“I hate you” I said rolling my eyes and he nodded.

“Good” he rasped and pointed his sword at my throat, “Now fight” he said and I growled. My wolf was getting impatient and angry. I let out a roar and attacked swinging my sword for his head then swiftly went for his legs. Surprise filled his eyes for a moment then he blocked the blow but I smirked when he fell for the trap. I pulled my arm back then launched a powerful punch into his face. His head snapped to the side from the impact and I went still f
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