Stripped

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Isla Kalashnikov (P.O.V.) It is about ten in the morning now and we were still training. I was not tired physically, but I was tired emotionally and mentally. This is a result of the constant restraint I had to display toward Stephanie and her friends because they kept trying to test me. You would think that after the last four times I beat their a*s they would have learned their lessons already but no. Every chance that they got they would try to attack me using the element of surprise which really was not a surprise as they all had a war cry, so I knew whenever they were charging at me. We were just about done with hands-on combat training. Alessandro chose all those who passed his training course successfully to fight tomorrow. Now, he wanted all of us to shift. Regardless of the fac

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