CHAPTER HUNDRED TWENTY-EIGHT

REED'S POV

“Duck!”

“Again!”

“Duck for crying out loud!” I screamed at the soldier who I was teaching how to make sure he didn't get ensnared in a witch's trap and lose his life.

“I'm sorry your Majesty,” he apologized with a bow of his head, taking the ropes I gave him for centering his energy.

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