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I was spending some time today on the practice grounds, my fists red to the excessive punches I was giving out to the guards that spared with me. I flipped my hair out of my eyes and wiped the line of sweat from my brow as I flipped over a young lad, no older than 18, finding his back to my heel...

--Ossus; Dueling Room The room was basic. Four chrome walls, a viewport looking out into the wilds, a balcony that ran along one wall, connected by a hanging walkway to another balcony on the opposite side. The floor and walls were marred by scorch marks. A table in the rear of the room was...