As their parents hadbefore them. You are not one of Romlar's WhiteT'swa, he said. No hitting inthe face. For a moment there were no further hits,then another was struck three times within as many seconds.
To someone grounded in the T'sel, it was illogical. He laughed. When the company fell in for its afternoon training, Dao ordered Romlar tostay at the barracks. They were considerably outnumbered, and the T'swa, fighting on the move,seemed likely to flank and surround them, s
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