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... as different as clear water and muddy—already two people with nothing to do with each other.
Vinny slid a step back. A long gust lifted his pale-blue hair and tugged at the lotus-hem of his uniform skirt.
Worthy of the Carillian Academy, huh? This Alaia’s punch carried a serious gale. Even missing, the wind slapped his cheek stinging. Of course, maybe his cheeks were too tender, so the wind hurt.
If Aesphyra were here, she’d probably needle him: “Classmate Vinny’s skin is ...
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