Trip staggered to his feet, sword in hand.
“Wait,” he said, clutching at his aching knee. “I’m not-“
“No time fer waitin’, boy!” Victor said, launching himself forward once again. His sword came around in an arc and Trip barely got his own up to parry the blow.
Trip’s turn to train, as Victor finds out how far Trip’s memory talents go.
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