"Kleinmann, bring up your shield!" Regina Seibolt shouted. "Bring upyour..." She winced as the young novice took a wooden sword across theear and howled. "Ah well, you'll remember next time, eh? Come on, stopblubbing. Back to guard."
Regina sighed and looked acrossthe chapter house's practice yard to the chapel of Myrmidia asKleinmann and Pfaller squared off again. She wasn't giving the lessonthe attention she should and she knew it. She was too anxious for whatwas to come.
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