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CHAPTER NINE: THE ROAD TO STRENGTH

Author: BELLA
last update publish date: 2026-03-28 03:49:19

The morning air cut through my thin cloak like a blade. My muscles protested every movement, screaming from the relentless drilling of the previous day, and my joints ached as if I had been broken and stitched back together in the night. But I forced myself up, biting back the urge to collapse again, and slid my feet over the edge of the rough mat I’d claimed as my bed. The training horn sounded before the sun had fully risen, shrill and commanding, reverberating across the rocky plateau. I swa
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