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The next morning on the training ground, Jafar appeared completely subdued. A bandage was wrapped tightly around his wrist. Surprised to see this, Trainer Hridoy questioned him—
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Hridoy: "Jafar, what happened to your hand?"
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Jafar: (Casting a sideways glance at Aryan) "Nothing, Sir. I just sustained a minor injury while practicing last night."
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As usual, Aryan was standing at the very back of the line. A mysterious smile played upon his lips. Nila noticed that today, Jafar was genuinely terrified to even look in Aryan’s direction.
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Hridoy: "Very well. Today, our team combination will be tested. Aryan, you will duel Jafar today. However, you will not use real swords, but wooden ones. I want to see if you can defend yourself."
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Jafar’s heart skipped a beat. He knew exactly what had transpired the previous night. But there was no way to disobey the trainer's command.
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Aryan: (Thinking to himself) "Sir Hridoy wants to test me? Fine, I will display just enough to keep Jafar terrified, but not enough for Sir to gauge my true strength."
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Everyone gathered in a circle in the middle of the field. Trainer Hridoy handed two wooden swords to Aryan and Jafar. Jafar’s hands were still trembling; he could not shake off the numb sensation from the night before.
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Hridoy: "Begin! Jafar, show us your best offense. And Aryan, let's see how long you can hold your ground."
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With a roar, Jafar lunged at Aryan. He was desperate to strike Aryan down in front of everyone to avenge the humiliation of last night. Aryan, however, stood in a completely relaxed posture. Whenever Jafar swung his sword, Aryan evaded it with a very basic step backward.
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Jafar: (Panting heavily) "Why are you backing away like a coward? Stand and fight if you have the strength!"
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Aryan smiled faintly. He knew Sir Hridoy was closely observing his every movement. If he pulled off something extraordinary right now, the secret of his power would be blown.
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Aryan: (Whispering) "Jafar, your sword makes a lot of noise, but it lacks substance. Look to your right."
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Confused, Jafar glanced to his right, and in that split second, Aryan lightly tripped Jafar’s leg with his wooden sword. Jafar hit the ground with a loud thud. The entire field fell dead silent.
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Hridoy: (Frowning) "Jafar! Where is your focus? You fell from a simple trip?"
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Humiliated, Jafar scrambled back to his feet. He realized Aryan was playing with him. He charged again, but this time, Aryan deliberately blocked Jafar's strike with his sword and feigned weakness, acting as though Jafar’s sheer strength was pushing him back.
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Aryan: (Pretending to be exhausted) "Argh! Brother Jafar, you possess immense power. I can't hold on anymore."
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Sir Hridoy let out a heavy sigh.
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Hridoy: "That’s enough. Aryan, your defense is decent, but your body lacks power. You won't survive the kingdom's trial like this. And Jafar, overconfidence will be your downfall. From today, you must work much harder."
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A Conversation in the Dining Hall
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During dinner that evening, Nila came and sat beside Aryan. She had noticed that Aryan hadn't broken a single drop of sweat during the duel, whereas Jafar was in a pathetic state.
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Nila: "Aryan, why did you lose on purpose today? I saw that you could have easily defeated Jafar much earlier if you wanted to."
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Aryan: "Nila, the fruit that ripens early gets eaten by the birds first. I don't want anyone to know what I am capable of before the examination. It is always better to keep the enemy in the dark."
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Nila: "But do you know? The examination ten days from now will test not just martial skills, but also mystical powers. Swords alone won't suffice there."
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Aryan's eyes lit up. Mystical energy or 'occult power'—this was his true domain.
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Day 10: The Eve of the Examination
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Tonight was the final night of training. The highly anticipated examination was scheduled for the next morning. A tense excitement gripped the entire team. Jafar had not ventured anywhere near Aryan for the past few days. Sir Hridoy gathered everyone.
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Hridoy: "We will set out tomorrow at dawn. The first selection round will take place at the arena in the kingdom's capital. Remember, it's not just about one winner; our entire team must emerge victorious. Jafar will lead the team."
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When everyone went to sleep, Aryan stood all alone under the open sky. He could sense that the wind was carrying a different message tonight. Far away, deep within the woods, he perceived a pair of glowing red eyes. A mysterious shadow was watching their camp intently...
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