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... the eighth time that morning, Grace pushed herself to her knees and spat out dirt. And what she really hoped was just rainwater, because honestly? This training yard behind the inn had turned into a complete shitshow overnight. Every step was like wrestling with quicksand that wanted to steal her boots and her dignity.
"This is impossible," Grace muttered, struggling to stand upright.
The wind immediately slapped her sideways.
Diana hadn’t moved a muscle. She stood there ...
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