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Don't Question Loyalty

        I huffed and panted as I swung my arms towards Sebastion. Every hit blocked by his arms and legs. I was improving his hand to hand combat, but it was becoming increasingly difficult to land a hit on him. We have sparred together for so long that we knew our strategies by heart. The heat of the room made the tank top stick to my sweaty chest, clinging and making me feel gross. I offered Sebastion a time out as I pealed my tank top off my body. I swear there was so much sweat I could wring it out. Gross. He tossed me a towel from the counter top and I pat my body down. Discarding both the tank top and towel aside, I cracked my neck and was ready to spar again.

      We circled each other, fists raised as we stared each other down. The moonlight was the only light source in the training room. It was early morning so everyone was still asleep, leaving us in peace and quiet. No Aspin to hound us, no quipped and pleasant conv

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