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The line was thinning.
One by one, candidates were disappearing into the swirling blue gate—each checked, stamped, and given the go-ahead. Only a handful remained now. Murmurs among the spectators died down as anticipation turned to a quiet tension.
Leon stood beside Seraphine, still cloaked, still calm.
Then, she reached into her coat and pulled out a small metallic token—circular, polished, and etched with a precise insignia.
Her insignia.
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