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... thick in the air. But it wasn’t over.
Not yet.
Class B’s second team was still standing.
Bruised.
Bloodied.
But far from broken.
They were regrouping, their mana surging as they closed ranks.
"Damn it," Julien muttered, wiping blood from his mouth. "They just don’t quit."
"Neither do we," I murmured, my cane still humming with residual mana.
We couldn’t afford to stop.
"Felix," I called softly.
"Still here," ...
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