The clang of steel woke her.At first, Emilia thought it was another attack — that rivals had breached the gates again, that blades were crossing in the courtyard. But as she slipped from her bed and pressed her ear to the wall, she realized the sound was rhythmic, deliberate. One man, striking again and again, not a battle but a storm contained.The guards at her door shifted uneasily when she asked, but they didn’t stop her when she insisted. They followed at a distance as she trailed the sound through narrow corridors, down a flight of stone steps she had never taken before.The clangs grew sharper, louder. And then she found the door.It was ajar, light spilling through the crack. She pushed gently, and the heavy wood groaned as it opened.The air inside hit her first — thick with sweat, smoke, and the metallic tang of blood.Dante was in the center of the training hall. Alone.The room was cavernous, lined with racks of weapons, torches blazing along the walls. Dante stood shirtl
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