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... embers of the Council, robed in their meticulously arranged garments, exchanged glances, their faces unreadable. The air in the chamber was thick with the kind of formality that could strangle a lesser man, but I had long grown used to navigating this sort of environment.
"Lucian Drelmont," said Archmagister Vellorin, his voice a measured blend of authority and suspicion, "you stand accused of fostering an environment where students are pushed to the edge of their abilities. You claim th ...
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