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"Sharp, come on. It's not even enchanted, at least give it something. I know you're low on XP, but it's just one enchantment," Judelow whined, carrying the weapon as if he was carrying the Earth on his hands. "You're supposed to learn without relying on enchantments," Sharpness objected, polishing his own sword with a piece of linen. "Fine, teach me how to aim, then."
"You're holding it wrong," Sharpness interfered, moving towards Judelow's right side. He slowly moved Judelow's elbow, placing his own fingers above the other's. "Relax," he whispered, positioning Judelow's feet, one eye closed as a habit of focusing, "Keep your wrist loose." "Well, I would, if you weren't standing so close," Judelow mentioned, his face turning a soft shade of pink. "Oh-sorry," Sharpness responded, taking several steps away.
Sharpness still remembered how warm Judelow's skin felt on his, that familiar comfort emitting from the other's hands. It was a clear contrast to his own, who were frequently freezing cold.
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Sharpness finds something in Jude's base and got deja vu from their teammate days