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An hour and a half after mashing his big fingers against the smallish screen of his phone, Herryk gave up and hit 'send'. Hopefully the two words that stood out would make sense to Hel and she would make her way to the gym so that they could spar like they'd talked about on Groanspring. Herryk was excited to fight Hel, and yet apprehensive -- if he hurt her too badly, Freya would be upset. If he held back, Hel would be upset.
It was a bad situation to be in.