Marcus turned and stared at the spell blade standing before him. “Let me get this straight. You want to duel?” When the young man nodded, the ranger arched his left eyebrow. “Why?’
“Because I’ve beaten everybody else that I’ve challenged, and I hear you’re the best.” Rembran solemnly stated as he rested his hand on the hilt of his sword. He stared …
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