Heroist
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After a long duel, Axel let out a heavy breath and wearily looked at the defeated Alsira.
-- That was a worthy fight, my lady Alsira, - said the knight, helping the woman to her feet.
— The bitterness of defeat sweetens the weary dark lord's mood but slightly. — the moonlit one rose to her feet with gratitude. — I shall eagerly await your new tournament feats.
Hurrying to her pet, Alsira gently brushed the soot from its mane. — Good girl, Luna! Better to fall in the training field than to lose one's life in the heat of battle.
And then I return to my post six pages back to my mistress.
nice sleep on the weekend
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