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They descended the stairs at a good pace. "Come on, Dragonborn! This is training!" Minx knew she was a terrible pace-setter. The girl was having a very, very difficult time keeping up. Along the path, they had lost General Tullius, but not Ulfric Stormcloak. The man kept pace with them well. "Please!" Jaire huffed. "I cannot keep up!" The vampire slowed down and stopped, holding an arm out to make the other two pause as well. "There she is," she practically purred. "Your first bit of real training, Dovakiin. That Thalmor bitch." "I can't!" the Imperial squeaked, watching her bodyguard fling a blade and pin the woman to the ground without r