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... e moment the lane was filled with quiet breath and shifting weight—
the next, a tall figure in regulation black stood before them, cloak falling still around well-defined shoulders.
His face was unreadable. Most proctors’ were.
But this one had a sharper tilt to his jaw—
the kind that said he’d seen enough students panic to stop being impressed.
"Group C–3," he said, voice level. "Step forward."
Elara moved first.
Valeria matched her stride ...
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