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... he heart of Zenith Academy like a silent, marble god, its shelves rising so high that the upper reaches were lost in a permanent artificial mist. The air here was thin and smelled of vanilla, old leather, and the unique, dry scent of mana-treated parchment. It was one of the few places on campus where the active mana scrubbers were tuned to a whisper, creating a vacuum of silence that felt heavier than the noise of the training pits.
Vane sat at a circular mahogany table in the North Win ...
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