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... ryn's eyes were heavy with sleep. The sharp edges that made him a dangerous enigma lay softened by sleep; by how utterly relaxed he was in the presence of Artemus. In his illusory silver black clothing, Syryn was very fetching and looked like he belonged amongst anti mages.
"Professor, take me to bed," he pleaded, voice thick with lethargy. Syryn had been running on fumes since the fight against Rowan. The contract work had used up every last drop of energy he had left in his tank. He co ...
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