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... is way toward the exit of the training hall. His expression was neutral, unreadable.
He wasn’t in the mood for anything else—until he sensed the shift in the air behind him.
Boots scraped against the floor.
A group of five older cadets stepped out from the side hall and blocked his path. Their uniforms were wrinkled from wear, their postures loose but loaded.
All of them had the air of seasoned dogs too used to barking down anyone new.
The one in front, a ...
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