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... nd into the Academy’s east intake corridor - legs tucking, rotors giving back the air they’d borrowed - and then the med doors sealed with the quiet finality of things that don’t take visitors. The eight stood there a beat too long, legs still braced for alarms that weren’t ringing anymore.
The corridor to the Vanguard medical wing was brighter than the rest of the Academy: white that felt watched. The eight caught only a flash of Hazel as the cart turned - face slack under anesthesia, t ...
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