I aggressively hit the wooden dummy with my sword, spinning and fighting against it, as if it was a real troll or enemy. My dad is still at the party. The elves invited us to their yearly summer ball but I'm not really interested in going. A few other elve soldiers practice as well. I can't help but notice how I'm way shorter than them, barely reaching even their chests but that doesn't affect my combat ability until i hear a soft chuckle behind me. I spin around
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2☯𝓑𝓞𝓞𝓣𝓗𝓘𝓛𝓛𝓢 𝓦𝓐𝓘𝓕𝓤☯
24/11/2024