"Again!" Master Didre shouted. Florina went through the kata for the thousandth time, sweat pouring off her brow, her legs aching after 2 hours of grueling practice with no breaks. She silently cursed as she noticed her guard rop ever so slightly, but continued, waiting for the cane to once again strike her for her mistake. When no strike came, she turned to see what was holding Master Didre's attention, and was surprised to see her father, King Seastnán approaching walking towards her master.

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