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"How about five Lord Malar? And then perhaps we could spar some more with quaterstaves? Erm, Lord Malar, I'm getting a little tired now, do you have any spells that would restore stamina?" she was understating, she was ready to collaspe. Sheer willpower alone kept her up, and shooting arrows. "I'm not ready to stop yet, but my arms feel like they've been on fire for the last hour or so..."
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