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“Yes, and do not apologize for anything from now on, simply use it to learn from. All actions we take are a choice; if you fail you must use it as a tool to better yourself. For it is better that you fail here under my eye then later when you are under the blade of the militia.” The room was cold, nearly icy for the desert. The walls had a thin layer of condensation forming on the stone, causing them to be a bit slippery as Nessani traveled across them. Khalid approached her without a slip or sound, not even that of his heavy boots clacking against the sandstone.
“First you must learn the secrets of stealth. Relax your body, every muscle and bone in it must move freely. Breath in the scents around you, the herbs mixed with the oil will free your mind.” His hands slipped around her waist as he moved around her behind her. His left moved up to cradle her torso just below her breasts, while his right rested gently on her hip right over the curve of her butt. Stepping around to face her he inspected her stance and continued his lecture. “Stand on the balls of your feet, keeping them about shoulder width apart. This will improve your balance and stability. Bend your knees into a 45 degree angle using your ankles and hips to keep the line I have set on your back. Once we have your stance mastered I want you to walk around the room until I tell you to stop making as little sound as possible.”
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