Y/N moves through the grappling maneuver, her form improving with each attempt. Over the past three weeks, she’s shown remarkable progress in her combat training. Her determination and quick learning have impressed me more than I’ll admit to her. “Good. Now, try to…” My words are cut off as she loses her footing. She twists awkwardly, landing hard on her side with a sharp cry of pain. I’m beside her in an instant. “Are you alright?” She grimaces, trying to sit up. “I think so. Just landed wrong.”
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