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... escaped. Only the rustle of leaves and the crunch of dirt beneath our boots echoed through the stillness.
"Keep moving," I muttered, voice low but firm.
Felix was barely keeping up, panting like he’d run a marathon. Garrick’s jaw was clenched, his grip on his sword still tight. Cassandra glided alongside us, her movements graceful but her expression distant—still that unsettling calm.
"Professor..." Felix gasped between breaths. "H-How... far?"
"Not far enough," ...
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