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... ard from the tower bell nearby as it echoed over the land.
It was nine in the morning and in one of the corridors, Lucian Slater walked with his boots clicking against the polished floor. He looked refined as ever in his tailored black coat, his dark hair combed back, leaving nothing to distract from the his darkened gaze.
His footsteps finally came to a stop when he reached a pair of heavy oak doors.
"Lucian Slater. Are you here for disciplinary action? I heard you kille ...
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