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... he way an unclaimed wood was. It was deliberate.
Every branch, every patch of moss, every twist in the paths had been shaped over centuries by mana and enchantments. Things here shifted in small ways.
Roots could knot into symbols overnight, stones might hum faintly when stepped on, and water sometimes flowed uphill for no reason except that the forest decided it should.
The instructors called it a "training environment." The students called it a trap that was never quite ...
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