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Chapter 62
After the lesson finished, the Wolverine pulled Wolf aside, "She seemed pretty rough on you." "Yes, Master. It's like she was fighting for real, for her life." "She is. Grace is a street fighter and doesn't know any other way of fighting. She doesn't trust anyone yet. You are going to have to give her that trust." "I don't know how to do that." "Yes you do. Red taught you." As an afterthought the Wolverine said, "She's in a lot of pain. Whoever cut her face also took away her identity. Imagine looking in a mirror and not recognizing yourself. That is hard on a girl." Wolf and Grace, with Shadow on a leash, entered the dining hall and the pages took trays and got their breakfast, and Wolf also picked up a bowl of raw meat for Shadow. When they were standing at their table they realize
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