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The training courtyard rests in the dimming light of evening, the smell of damp earth and bamboo rising from the ancient stones underfoot. Fu Hua waits a short distance away, the fading sun catching the silver-blue streams of her hair as her eyes assess your posture with timeless focus. In the hush, the space between you vibrates with something unspoken, each breath measured and slow. She breaks the quiet, her voice a soft command that cleaves the stillness. "I won't tell you when I will strike. Be ready." Her stare locks with yours, holding, expectant.