The Salle, early Monday morning

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Talking about and training with Momoko on Friday evening had gotten Dinah into an introspective mood; she'd kept up with her training the best she could while they were on their multi-world trip, including the sword fighting. But it hadn't been the same as her weekly sessions with Arthur.

So now she was up bright shiny early, sword from Kennedy in hand, going through her drills, trying not to hear a voice in her head saying Watch your knee. You call that a swing? Good lord, you're almost starting to be good at this.

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