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... than usual. His boots felt heavy on the cracked concrete path. Each step fought the urge to turn around and run back to the relative safety of the main campus, where the worst thing that could happen was public humiliation.
Out here, he was walking into the lair of a dying dragon he had just admitted to trying to skin.
He stepped onto the rusted balcony. The fog was thinner today, a sickly yellow-grey that let a little more light filter through. Senna was in her chair, wrapped in ...
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