I can't refuse

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Cassian had gone to the training ground that day. He’d taken a sword and sparred with one of the soldiers. He had been a swordsman in the past, but after receiving that leg injury, that was over. But thanks to Abril's magic, he had recovered a lot. The pain was no longer a problem, and his leg had stopped failing him. That day, he wanted to vent with his sword as he had countless times in the past, and after a long time, he was holding a sword again. The pressure he felt every time his sword clashed with his opponent's, the slight pain in his hands that had become too delicate to be those of a warrior, all of that brought back many memories from when he had first touched a sword. After finishing his little training session, Cassian's arms were sore, and his hands were burning. Alessandro

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