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to it, so I had about twenty feet of radius in which to walk. Then he "Stretch out and warm up, slave. Now we have some time to see how good you really are," Syrin ordered. I complied, watching my odds. I was still wearing the bridle, so it would be very hard to use any of my AV Gallery 11 gallery magical powers. If I killed Syrin, the dragonmage would hold me while the others would close in with their spears and kill me off. Syrin didn't give me any time to think about working the spike I came out of the match a singed mass of bruises. Syrin, like all dragons, took too long and was too obvious about breathing fire. His flames never more than licked me while I flipped aside and inside his guard to stab at him. Once he quit bothering with his fire, his style of fighting was just too solid for me to defeat; he had too much reach over me, too much strength, and enough speed and skill to be invincible. He pinned me once, honestly, at about twenty minutes into our fight, his needlepoint teeth pricking my AV Gallery 11 gallery neck until I slapped the earth. He pinned me again once by yanking on my AV Gallery 11 gallery chain, but at the end of the match, panting for breath, he almost walked right into my AV Gallery 11 gallery horn and I had to pull back to keep from killing him. That ended combat practice for the day while V'heress went about cleaning up the nicks, scrapes, and punctures the dragons had accumulated. At least I knew ...(cont.)
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