Trainging

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The old man pulls a switch and up pop these wooded figures that are painted to look like herobrine. My instinct kicks in all so suddenly. I run towards one and slice it with my sword. At first my sword bounces off, and then the second one leaves a huge gash in the left shoulder. This figure is sucked into the ground and another takes its place. This time i do not try to be as easy on it. I slice it straight in the neck, causing it's head to fly across the room. I do this for so long I do not even notice I am panting and my sword is about to break. The man pulls the switch and all the still standing figures are sucked into the ground, and all the chopped pieces catch on fire and are left as ashes. "Good job. Now we will do this for 30 minutes each day for 5 days and you will be ready to fight him himself." The man said and paused, "Now it is time for lunch. Let's go into the village and eat."

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