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... rts clutched in her hands.
The papers rustled in the light breeze as she scanned the gate at the far end of the stone path.
Her sharp beast-like senses picked up the faint sound of footsteps—a group approaching from outside.
Myra narrowed her eyes.
"Who enters the academy at this hour?"
A group of strangers was striding confidently through the entrance gate.
They wore dark blue uniforms with silver trim, a style unfamiliar to most Arcadia students. ...
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