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The Tournament 05 The Mystery
Copyright Nora Quick 2012. As always, I welcome comments and feedback! ______________________________________ ‘Again!’ Morrigan cried and I swiftly turned and brought my sword to my opponent’s neck. Faster this time, he dropped his broadsword and cried mercy. My goddess clapped. ‘Keelin, this is excellent!’ I was dripping with sweat. For two years I’d wandered and spent time training with weights, fighting strangers. This past year training with Morrigan was sheer hell. She should have...