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I said, half-joking.
“Kelly, this isn’t about fighting. It’s about being prepared,” he said, his tone serious. “Humor me, okay? We’ll start with some basic training, and if you hate it, we’ll stop, which I don't think will happen; after all, you did well with Daniela.”
I sighed. “Fine. But don’t expect me to become some karate master.”
He smirked. “I’ll settle for you being able to throw a decent punch.”
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