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... loaked figures, he vaulted onto his own sill and climbed out into the cold night.
The chilly air bit at his face as his boots found purchase on the stone wall. His fingers gripped the edges between bricks as he climbed upwards, his movements silent.
He moved quickly, tracking the faint swish of cloth and scrape of boot soles above him.
The academy grounds were eerily quiet during this time of night. All he could hear was the rhythmic sound of his own breathing.
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