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After shaking hands with the Gulveig swordsman he had chosen and accepting his prize, Harold saluted the audience and returned to the stands.
Garrett greets him with applause.
"Damn, brother, you really set a record for slicing through the air, haha. But still, you managed it, well done," he said, patting him on the shoulder. "Not everyone gets such a baptism of fire, especially at a tournament with skilled fighters, you're amazing!"
"Well, I'm not just anyone, I know a thing or two about shadow combat!"
"That's my brother!"