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... the desk in front of his aunt, Ivanka Klein. The table was made of special wooden material capable of withstanding the impact of Frederick's Exalt power. The table did not break down, but a loud sound like rocks colliding against each other made all the other Judges stop and stare in confusion.

Emily, frowning, stood on the side with her arms crossed and her orange eyes narrowed. She did not lose her bearings like Frederick, but she felt the court's decision was unwarranted.

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