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... ady there.
Julien was polishing his sword like it owed him money. Garrick stood off to the side, arms folded, silently judging the wind. Felix had tripped three times before I even finished my first yawn. Leo was pacing like a condemned man. And Wallace... was standing next to a suspiciously humming contraption.
I stared at it.
He smiled.
I stared harder.
He started sweating.
"Wallace," I said, tone flat. "What. Is. That."
He perked up like ...
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