The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

The iron was hot. Not the gentle warmth of a forge where bread might be baked, but a searing, living heat that radiated from the curved breastplate like a heartbeat. Elara stood in the center of the circular arena, her feet planted in the ash and gravel, the shield strapped to her left arm. It was a large thing, round and heavy, painted with a faded blue crest that had once been a lion but was...

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