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... then again—longer this time—its tone carrying across stone and rail and water.
Eirik Torvaldsson felt it in his chest before he heard it.
The formation broke in perfect order. No shoving. No laughter. Thirteen-year-old bodies moved like a single organism, wooden blades tucked, shields slung, feet turning in mirrored arcs. They had practiced this transition until it lived beneath thought. Until obedience felt like relief.
Inside the hall, heat gathered from floor grates fe ...
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