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... storm.
Students surged toward him, their voices overlapping, questions flying from every direction.
"How high did you score?"
"Elion! Did you make it past level 20?"
"Hey, Elion—did the glyph turn gold?"
He didn’t slow his steps, and he didn’t answer any of their questions.
In fact, he didn’t even spare any of them a glance.
Instead, he scanned the crowd once, found who he was looking for, and made a straight beeline through the chaos.
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