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... charted on any modern map of the Academy.
Roderick led the way, torchlight casting jagged shadows against moss-slicked stones. Two guards from Internal Affairs trailed behind, clutching relic-class blades like prayer beads.
We passed beyond the barriers. I felt the pulse of severed runes—wards that had been chewed through, not dispelled.
Whatever breached this place didn’t bypass security.
It devoured it.
The tomb was not a structure.
It was a wou ...
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