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... ashes, and bursts of magic cracking through the dense air. Noah crouched near a rocky ledge, his crimson eyes peering down into a small clearing just ahead.
There, in the center of the chaos, stood Amelie Valenhart. Her breaths came fast, her stance defensive, her green-and-yellow-streaked hair tied back hastily. The ornate staff she held glowed with residual heat, signs of recent fire magic, but her arm trembled slightly.
Surrounding her were three students, each radiating confi ...
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