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... faint, calm tone—that detached confidence — it made his blood boil even more.
The sheer composure on Damien’s face only deepened the humiliation already eating him alive.
His fat fingers tightened into trembling fists, the knuckles whitening. His teeth ground together so loudly it was almost audible.
He had left the ceremony earlier, storming away in shame after failing to awaken anything better than a common class, but he hadn’t even made it far before Pug came running ...
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