#Chapter 8: “A Sparring Partner”

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At dinner, I ate and drank and didn’t bother responding to any of the jeers sent my way. All of the recruits finished up and headed to the dorms for the night. I tracked down Vincent. “Do you mind if I use the training grounds tonight?”   Vincent studied me, and then nodded. “Don’t hurt yourself.”   “I won’t,” I promised.   Heading outside, I ran through the obstacle course again. I purposefully slowed myself down, going through the obstacles at a pace where I could pay attention to the obstacle itself instead of my own body.   Once I felt like I understood the obstacles, I sped up, timing myself, comparing it to the times that Vincent took of us earlier. I didn’t stop until I was doing as good or better than the other recruits.   I was just about to start again when I got the

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