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Emily’s POV. Leia led me to a raised platform on the center of the battleground. “We shall kickstart your training with some stretching” she explained. Striding to the center of the ring, she began to stretch; lunges, squats, sideways bends, and I tried to copy her. At first, my muscles snapped and hurt unfamiliar with such movements, but I pushed on. “Good. You’ve got more grace than I expected, but grace alone won’t save you in a battle,” Leia explained. “Our next step is jogging,” she explained. “We’re going to run around the arena five times,” she explained and took the lead. At first, I thought it was simple, not until we completed our second lap and headed for the third. My calves burned, my breaths came in short and ragged as I stumbled after Leia. “Stop!” Leia instructed and