“No.” Theron reversed the blade and offered it back, hilt-first. “It is short so you cannot keep your distance. So you must step into your enemy’s reach. Into the certainty of being hurt. A champion is not one who never bleeds. A champion is one who bleeds and still moves forward.”

He opened the door. His crewmate, Mira, stood there, her face pale. “They found a fresh Deepgate. Right beneath the docks. A Dread Serpent’s been seen circling the entrance.”

Kaelen passed the dagger over reluctantly. Theron held it up, letting the false starlight run along the edge. For a moment, something passed over the old man’s face—not respect. Grief.

Theron pushed off his sword and walked closer. He held out a gnarled hand. “Let me feel its weight.”

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He opened the door. His crewmate, Mira, stood there, her face pale. “They found a fresh Deepgate. Right beneath the docks. A Dread Serpent’s been seen circling the entrance.” champions dagger deepwoken

Kaelen passed the dagger over reluctantly. Theron held it up, letting the false starlight run along the edge. For a moment, something passed over the old man’s face—not respect. Grief. Into the certainty of being hurt

Theron pushed off his sword and walked closer. He held out a gnarled hand. “Let me feel its weight.” His crewmate, Mira, stood there, her face pale