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... he treetops did little to chase away the oppressive weight lingering in the air.
Leo was resting—for now. His breathing had steadied, his expression no longer twisted with pain. But I wasn’t fooled. The crystal was holding the remnant at bay, but it wasn’t a solution. It was a patch on a leaking dam.
"Professor."
Mira’s voice was quiet, but her tone carried a weight that pulled me out of my thoughts.
I turned to see her standing near the treeline, her expression t ...
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