“Welcome,” Mara said, simply. “What can I get you?”
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The self-defense class was small—four people, including Kai. Elara taught them how to break a grip, how to make noise, how to fall without breaking a wrist. But she also taught them something else. Between drills, she told stories. “Welcome,” Mara said, simply