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Rennon’s training mat smelled faintly of sweat and oil. And the lights in the small hall made the dust in the air look like slow snow.
I tightened my fingers around the practice staff like it was the only steady thing left in me.
Zenon stood by the doorway with folded arms and a set jaw while Lennon lounged near the far wall, watching with the same hungry amusement he always had when something promised chaos.
Rennon, on the other hand, calmly motioned me in ...
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