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The headmaster’s childlike voice echoed softly in his office. He stood by the window, watching the students below.
Eli—the old grandpa—stood in the middle of the office, eyes on the ghost blanket draped nearby.
"There’s a young shaman in your class who has no spiritual power. Or if he does, it’s very weak, but somehow, he could fight entities only Zone Zero could," the headmaster said, turning toward him. "Will you look after him?"
Eli’s brows furrowed. "You want me ...
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