Deadly tournament

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Rhea POV With the exception of the crackling of candles surrounding the stone walls, the training grounds were hauntingly quiet. Warriors stood in a broad circle, their faces displaying everything from curiosity to laughter, but the majority had a carefully veiled look of contempt. Kael stepped forward, his presence as dominating as ever, and I swallowed hard, keeping my shoulders square. His silver-blue gaze swept across the gathered fighters before focusing on me. "This is a test," he stated in a level but acerbic tone. Strength is not innate; it must be acquired in combat. She needs to prove herself if she wants to stay. The crowd echoed with a murmur. Some people laughed. Others grinned as though this were a mean joke. Fear made my stomach turn, but I fought the need to show it. I

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