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... espectful. I still depended on her after all.
I stood up and walked to my teachers. They towered over me. I was still a child, so everyone towered over me. It was tiring to look up when talking to someone.
The other two tensed, clearly sensing the tension brewing in the air. My magic teacher was a good-looking man. He was a ten star magician and we’ll know in the capital.He was also kind to me, most of the time, but he had the bad luck of being my teacher.
My combat teach ...
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