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Renn

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Bal stood near the window in the small room. A small bed and table took up most of the room. This room was smaller than the room he used to keep his clothes in. A previous life, he told himself.

“You have been sloppy,” Bal stared out of the window into the night. “I have a task for you before we continue your training.”

This was the moment he had been waiting on, time to prove himself, “What is it?” Bal’s influence on him has been huge.

Bal turned from the window, “Tonight a Knight will die by your hand.”

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