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... he third floor—a neutral territory that none of them claimed as their own. It was late evening, past the time when most students had returned to their dormitories. The fluorescent lighting cast harsh shadows across the sparring mats, making the space feel clinical rather than intimate.
Silas arrived last, as was his habit.
Duncan stood near the far wall, arms crossed, expression carefully neutral. Mara sat cross-legged on one of the benches, her twin daggers resting beside her—sh ...
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