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Tyra nodded, "Sorry Lord Malar - I did not mean to appear weak - will you still continue to train me? Five hours in the morning perhaps? From before dawn til breakfast? And then in the afternoon? perhaps, two until five?" she was serious about learning combat, and Malar could see it in her eyes. She dropped them "Thank you for not hitting me, master" she whispered, using the customary address of a student to his/her mentor/tutor.
The girl looked around and blinked, there was a drow sitting next to the tree, "Malar!" she cried out, and he unpinned her, and stepped inside the willow... Alliene was there.
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