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... ollo’s attention.
I turned first to Professor Petrova, her statuesque figure and ice-blue eyes radiating cold perfection. Her silver-blonde bob didn’t move an inch as I gave her a slight, respectful bow.
"Professor Petrova," I began, my voice carrying easily through the silent hall. "Your philosophy of perfection is... inspiring. To treat combat as an art form, to seek a flawless victory... that is a truly noble goal."
A ripple of murmurs spread through the crowd behind m ...
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