Chapter 83 Chapter Eighty-Three

“I feel a bit bad for the bloke,” Cole said, leaning against the other side of the wooden fence surrounding the sparring circle.

Sylvan scoffed as he unbuttoned his tunic. “Why? We can all use a bit of schooling on occasion.”

Cole laughed and eyed Sylvan with jubilant doubt. “Oh yeah, when was the...

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