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Lexi
I thought the fight would be like a boxing match, in a ring with a referee. Gloves. Maybe even something like the ridiculous wrestling shows on TV but without the men in tights. This? This was insane.
It wasn’t within the walls of the Touchstone, but in an open courtyard below the hilltop. The three of us had followed the numbers of males who were headed to the fight. At first, we hadn’t known where to go, but we eavesdropped on multiple conversations so it wasn’t too tough to figure out that we were headed in the right direction.
Everian males lined the outer edges of the large space, probably half the size of a football field. Most of the men wore uniforms I was by now very familiar with in brown and navy. Those who weren’t in the military wore various colored pants and white
