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They Said I Had No Magic, But My Mark Holds a Secret - Chapter 9: A Different Kind of Strength
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... mind. His feet refused to budge, frozen on the stone floor beneath the weight of his defeat.
Professor Thorne’s words were a distant rumble, reminiscent of the sea contained within a shell, each word not being heard but sensed as a vibration of condemnation.
The faces of the other students dissolved into a single, hideous creature with a hundred judgmental eyes.
Move. He needed to move. Back into his seat. But shame was a tangible force, spearing him to the floor, pinning ...
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