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"This island is not a sanctuary," she said, her voice drifting over the rows of students like a cold fog. "It is a crucible. The Empire, the Palaces, and the Kingdoms send their best iron here. My job is to melt you down. If you are slag, you will be discarded. If you are steel, you will be forged."
She leaned forward on the podium. The ambient pressure in the room spiked. Vane felt his Rank 3 mana shield flicker involuntarily, struggling to handle the sheer weight of her presence. ...
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