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The story about a family's struggle to ensure that, above all else, their youngest escapes from the mines where he was born into slavery. Follow Alistar as he struggles through terror and tragedy, embarking on a road to discover himself and his heritage.

Son of a slave

Not long after the conversation with his cousin, Tramon finally deemed him ready for hands-on training. Like this, Alistar began to learn one of the three moves of the Crown Style's first tier, which was the lowest tier of the apprentice stratum. It was a simple defensive stance used to block head-on attacks, a technique which required the lowest amount of energy to be infused with the movements.

One day, after many hours on blistered feet, Alistar was told to prepare for a spar. No sooner had his teacher spoken those words than he slashed out with a wooden sword and knocked Alistar down.

"Quit your grumbling and get back on your feet. You think someone who's trying to kill you is going to give you a head's up before they make the attempt?"

He scrambled back as Tramon raised his cane.

"Ready your defence. I'll hit you again in five seconds."

Chapter 50