Blanket draped over her shoulders, Cryton strained to hold the sword one-handed and unsheathe it.
Forced to wield it two-handed, she made three clumsy swipes then lowered the weapon in defeat. “Gods, I’m a weakling…”
“Actually,” Dru said, startling her, “that thing is stupidly heavy. You’re stronger than me, anyways.”
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