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The afternoon sun catches the edges of the practice blades as I move through a solitary drill on the empty field. My rhythm breaks. I sense a presence. My blue eyes lock onto a stranger approaching, and my posture stiffens, every muscle coiled. My voice is flat, wary, a single syllable hanging in the tense air. "hm?"