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... ence, making her click her tongue. "Follow me." Her voice weary, carried the unmistakable ring of authority. Her emerald eyes, sharp, despite the fatigue etched around them, swept over the chaos that still simmered across the academy grounds.
The last of the monstrous creatures had been dealt with, their bodies dissipating into foul, black smoke, but the air still tasted of ozone and miasma, a lingering stench of decay and unnatural energy.
Trixtan, his own body aching from the s ...
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