Last Westgard Standing

Location: Coruscant
Objective: Train
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A loud grunt came from the padawan who repeatedly hit the punching bag with strong, yet controlled aggression that made it swing back. Sillas's body was covered in a layer of sweat that was won from hours of conditioning training, something which he did every two days to keep up his form. Like

Silas walked back a few steps and picked up his cold water, sipping on it lightly to get the refreshment it needed. To say the least he had come a long way from when he first entered these halls. From the very start, he had jumped at the chance to create a new life for himself and make his parents proud, who for sure was looking down on him with pride. There were some dark moments too, but they were part of the process that made him into the person he was today.
All he had to do was keep going strong, no matter how dire the situation was. As long as you still had hope in your heart, anything was possible...
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