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... er brigade that was my class. "Today, you will experience firsthand the fruits of your own stupidity."
My students—mud-smeared, rope-burned, mildly concussed—stood in a loose, worried huddle. Julien cracked his knuckles, grinning. Mira looked positively gleeful. Felix seemed to be silently praying to every god he could name. Wallace was still adjusting the tension on the cabbage catapult, muttering about "trajectory correction" like a mad scientist.
Leo raised his hand weakly. "P ...
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