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... ice dummies lining one wall and weapon racks rusting in the morning humidity and absolutely nothing pretty about it, which meant it was perfect for what Dante had in mind.
"Again."
Astrid was drenched in sweat, her platinum hair matted against her forehead while she panted with her axe drooping in her grip and her arms shaking from exhaustion. They spent the last three hours drilling formations and she looked ready to collapse.
"My arms feel like wet noodles," she growled ...
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