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It was the same table, the same chairs, the same walls where once they made the deals of the century, where they felt invincible and on top of the world despite being part of the ’commoners,’ the 85% of humanity who never awakened.
They always told themselves that the awakened were the new soldiers, part of the warrior class. They, part of the ruler class, were superior.
But just one group of awakened full of lively youths were enough to bring such a view into question. ...
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