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... ble boxes, perched high in their marble splendor, erupted in silent nods of approval, their gilded occupants exchanging glances that spoke of unshaken faith in Class A’s reign.
Seraphina turned, her lips curling into a smirk sharp enough to draw blood, her silver hair catching the sunlight as she glided back to her platform.
The arena belonged to her, and she knew it.
After the uninfluenced performance of the remaining students of class A.
It was now turn for clas ...
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