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... eshold, the door sealing behind him with a soft hiss. He didn’t speak, didn’t glance at the other lockers, most of which were unoccupied. His fingers moved automatically—cloak undone, gear stored in dimensional space, tunic peeled off with clinical efficiency. One by one, the layers came away until only the low hum of cooling enchantments filled the space.
But his mind wasn’t here.
It was still on the platform.
On the fight.
On her.
Julia Middleton.
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