"Kleinmann, bring up your shield!" Regina Seibolt shouted. "Bring up
your..." She winced as the young novice took a wooden sword across the
ear and howled. "Ah well, you'll remember next time, eh? Come on, stop
blubbing. Back to guard."

    Regina sighed and looked across
the chapter house's practice yard to the chapel of Myrmidia as
Kleinmann and Pfaller squared off again. She wasn't giving the lesson
the attention she should and she knew it. She was too anxious for what
was to come.

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