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... st a good distance away.
Joji stretched his arms over his head and rolled his shoulder. Alaric watched him with the confused focus of a man staring at a foreign tool.
"What art is this?" Alaric asked. "Can you show me?"
Joji knew there were no systematic exercises in this world.
Most men swung a sword until their joints failed and called that training.
He wiped sweat from his brow and kept his face stern.
"I created this art," he said. "It increase ...
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