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... d with renewed purpose. Outer disciples grabbed allies, practiced drills, and recited formulas until their voices cracked. The sect elders stood on the grand dais, nodding in satisfaction.
Elias wandered through the courtyard, still wearing his light-bending "Chameleon Veil," looking deliberately unremarkable. Dust kicked up by sand sandals, scents of herbal ointments and sweat, rotating banners—he took it all in like an anthropologist studying a tribal rite.
"Train harder," the ...
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