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Chieftain Marek Helene trained inside his wide tent. His shifting from one combat stance to another was silent save for the quiet grunts of exertion every now and then. After 20 minutes of training a thin coat of sweat covered his olive skin.
In his hands, he held the black orichalcum spear from a forgotten age. Each swing and each thrust sent a shiver down his arms, the power of the spear ebbing into him ever so slowly and painfully.
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