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Preparations

Sephora's training was progressing rapidly. She'd moved on from daggers and knives, to learning how to fight with a sheild and a short sword. Sephora enjoyed these lessons much more than her Soulborn training. She was no closer to summoning her power at will than she was before, and she was starting to get frustrated. Even Ambrose was starting to get a little tired of options at getting her power to show itself.

"This is useless." Sephora yelled at the red dirt of the fighting pit. Dressed in her favorite fighting leathers, that she now wore on a daily basis. Gone were the casual clothes and beautiful dresses, and in their stead was thick tunics, leather trousers and wool lined boots. Winter was here.

Ambrose sighed and rubbed the back of his neck, looking rather tired and frustrated. "Ok, well at least we know that ice doesn't trigger your Soulborn power..." He shrugged, but his face betrayed his defeat.

Sephora turned to glare at him, anger turning her blood colder than hoarfrost. S
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