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Chapter 12: Training Begins
Author: Jon Bell
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Two weeks passed since the assassin's attack. Marcus's wounds healed completely, faster than normal. The academy healer said it should have taken a month, but Marcus recovered in days.

"Your body is strange," the healer told him. "It's like something inside you speeds up healing. I've never seen anything like it."

Marcus knew it was the golden energy. The same power that saved him in the river three years ago. But he still didn't understand what it was or where it came from.

Now he stood in a private training ground behind Grandfather Octavius's residence. The old man had cleared this area specifically for Marcus's training.

"Your foundation is good," Octavius said, watching Marcus practice sword forms. "But you've been teaching yourself. That creates bad habits."

"What kind of bad habits?" Marcus asked.

"You rely too much on raw power and speed. Against weaker opponents, that works. But against someone truly skilled, you'll lose." Octavius picked up a wooden practice sword. "Attack m
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