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Thrain looked up after he got struck to the ground, he was currently sparring with thorin, his brother, practice for when they enter the dungeon tomorrow.

Thorin lent down and offered a hand to Thrain.

Thrain smacked it away still a bit mad that he got knocked down by that strike and the fact that he's now got no sword to train with looking over at the pile of wood scraps.

"You know your going to be paying for that right?"

"That's fine, but I have a interesting idea double or nothing loser pays"

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Hearing this Thrain raised an eye brow "Hand to hand I assume?" Already starting to get into a fighting stance.

Thorin nodded before Dashing forward throwing a straight punch straight at Thrain.

As the punch was coming Thrain was fully concentrating on the bullet like punch.

It felt as though time was slowing down for him giving him enough time to attempt to block or even redirect the incoming blow, "Boys dinner is ready come on in before it gets cold", breaking Thrain out of his concentration and taking the full force of the punch.

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