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... nd warm. Two long tables showed off the academy’s neat pride: clean pins under glass, oiled tools with tags, a coil of rope tied wrong on purpose so a proctor could fix it for applause. Workers had rolled carpets to shape the path Lyra drew. Water stood at the far corner to pull traffic through. A lectern waited in the middle like a polite trap.
Liora checked the line of her sleeve and nothing else. "No heroics," she said again, soft.
"Copy," I said.
Cael glanced at the h ...
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