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... the next day, most students had already started to settle into the new rhythm—if it could even be called that anymore. There wasn’t a consistent tempo to follow. No predictable window to lean on. Just movement, reaction, correction.
Messier.
But sharper.
Lucas saw it the moment he stepped into the training hall.
People weren’t hesitating like before. They weren’t waiting for the "right" moment to act. They were moving on instinct, adjusting mid-action instead of ...
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