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... king of an old mana clock was the only sound, steady and faint beneath the hum of the lanterns.
Trafalgar glanced around the room, then at Cynthia, who stood by the desk with her arms crossed.
"So," he said, breaking the silence, "what exactly did you want to show me? Another moral lesson about friendship and responsibility?"
Cynthia didn’t answer right away. She simply turned toward the door and said, "Follow me."
He blinked. "That’s not ominous at all."
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