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... , the cold surface slick beneath his palms.
Above him, the faint shimmer of protective runes flickered like trapped starlight, reminders that no student should be breaching the barrier.
But rules meant little tonight. The trail of mana was fresh, and if they waited until morning, it would be gone.
"Up," he said, bracing himself and cupping his hands.
Tirel raised an eyebrow, fiery hair glinting faintly in the moonlight, but she stepped forward without protest. "Do ...
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