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... rt did not move.
It listened.
Long Hao remained standing at the center of the ancient platform, palm hovering inches above the claw imprint left by something that had once carried the full weight of eclipse authority.
The Vice Dean stood several paces behind him.
He did not interrupt.
He understood.
This was not a battlefield now.
It was a memory chamber.
The wind died completely.
Even the distant dunes stopped shifting.
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