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There was an age-old custom among Knights. Since the nights of Artus le Jumel, cells of the Order's oathsworn members drilled together, trained together, ate together, and fought together. It was the way it always was, and that was old - which meant it was precisely as it ought to be here in Sacramento.
Sir Baldwin and Lady Knight Saito were to partake in this tradition of training together, and for their purposes, he had booked the same dojo that he had once brought another to. Sir Baldwin awaited Saito there in the empty dojo, examining a practice knife on the wall.
Undoubtedly, this would be enjoyable.
After all, you never truly knew someone until you fought them.