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"That was a clean kill!" Zayn exclaimed in raw excitement as the large bird Vaelora had shot, fell to the ground. Her eyes went wide in surprise when he lifted her off the ground. "Put me down, you affectionate fool!" She giggled, while the maids around all laughed. It was a culture that everyone participated in the games day, including the maids and sentinels who were privileged to be off duty. At this time, it was almost noon, and the training grounds were so busy with different games and fun activities. Vaelora's eyes wandered back to the duo who were still watching the sword fights taking place in the sparring ring, at the corner of the field. 'The cunning wench!', Nyla hissed. Vaelora was even more disappointed in Draekon. She had given him more credits than he deserved, for b

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