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"What is the point of this?" Professor Bedwen asked the Major, after fixing Dana's sprained ankle. She still needed her foot immobilized for a day, but she could walk the next day.
Her fiancé carried her upstairs, with the look of a man who wasn't too happy about his future bride's injuries. If looks could kill, he would have already fulminated the Major on the spot.
"She needs to learn how to fight," the Major said. "No apprentice of mine will be allowed to half-a*s it. She's a battlemage's apprentice, so she better become one."
"Except that she already became one," Professor Bedwen was familiar enough with the fighting styles of dark mages (his family's background), and he'd gone to the range once, to observe from afar.
He didn't trust his co-Master with his family.
"No, she has
