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It's cold, but it's rather still here, and there's plenty of light spilling from the outside of the bar and reflected back from all directions. Philippus isn't worried that it will be too dark to train.
She's got no sword, and no axe; just her bare hands. She's training a modern-day Man's World fighter. And she's left her bracelets in her room.
Just an Amazon, standing here, resolutely not looking into the past and remembering the days she had to do this. Philippus wants to rise above; she wants humanity to rise above; but the way the world keeps working is that the only way forward is through, and the only way to keep from being downtrodden is being ready to push back.
She regrets it deeply, but it's not going to stop her.
So she waits to train the daughter of Patriarchs.
She's got no sword, and no axe; just her bare hands. She's training a modern-day Man's World fighter. And she's left her bracelets in her room.
Just an Amazon, standing here, resolutely not looking into the past and remembering the days she had to do this. Philippus wants to rise above; she wants humanity to rise above; but the way the world keeps working is that the only way forward is through, and the only way to keep from being downtrodden is being ready to push back.
She regrets it deeply, but it's not going to stop her.
So she waits to train the daughter of Patriarchs.