Aug 19, 2018
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“So... Cricket practice wasn’t what you meant when you said you wanted to ‘train’?”
Chalk him up as disappointed and just a little afraid, eyes flicking nervously back to the whip coiled in her hand. Clinging to the handle of his own bat, Eton let out a nervous laugh before taking a single step backwards.
“Wait, wait, wait! If we’re gonna spar or somethin’, can’t we do it without the weapons? Uh. I mean. Hang on a sec... that’s still no good.”
He had a feeling he’d still come out of it worse for wear whether Spicy Gluten was armed or not.