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Nine

Finn

"You do not have a sparring partner, do you?"

I pointed at the lady sitting on the sidelines. She didn't care that she didn't get to show off her skills like the other girls would have done. Instead she was happily watching as the others practiced.

"Yes sir, I don't," she stood up immediately.

"Very well," I clapped. "You can spar with me."

Her eyes widened and she gulped. She looked behind her as if in search of the one I was talking to.

"Me?" She touched her chest.

I scoffed at her act. "Yes, you."

"I...uhm..." She stuttered as she scratched her cheek. "You want....me..." She touched her chest again. "...To spar with you?"

Her way of repeating the same question was annoying. I mean, she got the point so why ask again?

I didn't say anything in response to her questions. Instead I crossed my arm and waited until she read the signal and chose to come to me.

"But I can't....." She sighed.

"Attack me," I ignored whatever she was about to say.

"Huh?" She widened her eyes.

I kn
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