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Layla’s POV
The school called it a drill. I called it a bad idea dressed up as education. The kind of thing they made us do so they could say we were prepared, even when nobody actually felt prepared for anything.
The underground training hall smelled like stone dust, sweat, and whatever magic the...
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14. Chapter 14 14
15. Chapter 15 15
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17. Chapter 17 17
18. Chapter 18 18
19. Chapter 19 19
20. Chapter 20 20
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22. Chapter 22 22
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