The Drill Is Harsh

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He yelled in their faces as he suddenly yanked out his sword, swinging it over the head of the recruits. I grimace, on my side because I think that is rather excessive. One little slip and he  would have cut down someone's head.  I mean, come on. These are the recruits and they are very few in number. The least he can do to these ones is not to chop them down “My Lady, Sir David, in all the times that I have come to know him.” Alianus says,  a merry hearted tone to his voice. Just about then, I see the Knights that had been on standby since coming down to pick the man who just fainted taking him out of the way.  By the way, what is up with those circular blocks of wood?  Is this a sort of target practice? And if so, why aren't there any arrows around?  “He had always been a sucker fo

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