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Luckily, Mythos Academy's first-year building had two cafes, because nothing said "future protectors of humanity" quite like a bunch of overworked teenagers inhaling coffee like it was mana in liquid form.

"Come on, I'm buying," Rose said, tugging my sleeve.

"Technically, none of us are buying," I pointed out. "The academy feeds us like we're spoiled aristocrats."

"And yet," she said, grinning as she dragged me toward the café, "you're still accepting the of ...

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