SEVENTEEN

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"I am so not returning back to that training ground," Kyra said to herself as she gingerly rubbed one of her countless aching muscles; a reminder of the t*****e her body had gone through in Lucian’s hands. The Soul of magic had actually thought that Richard's training was hard. But that was before she experienced Lucian's; the blonde-haired warrior’s training was almost impossible. It got to a time that she began to suspect that perhaps he offering to train her was just another of his ways to punish her for what he still regarded till that time as her betrayal of his trust; not that she confronted him with it though. On the plus side however, she did finally get her fighting stance right; it was only right that she did after all her efforts. She also acquired a few new combat knowledge f

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