The world inverted. Violet light consumed everything, then spat him out onto stone. Cel stumbled forward two steps before his balance returned.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLwbfNhqdS6
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Behind him, the rift sealed itself with a soft whisper of collapsing space. 11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1B6TQrsSPX
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He straightened slowly, forcing his breathing to steady while his eyes adjusted.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBwgc08gA4K
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The dimension stretched wrong in every direction. Not a sky overhead but a void - deep and absolute, broken only by veins of violet energy that crackled through the darkness like lightning. The bolts moved without sound, illuminating nothing, casting no shadows despite their brightness. They simply existed, decorating the absence with proof that something was here even when everything else insisted nothing could be.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡB40tpiX5GV
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He stood on an island. Floating. The stone beneath his boots extended in any direction before simply ending at open space. No shore. No ground below to catch him if he fell. Just the island suspended in crackling energy and darkness.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLIwJeMQK14
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The manor occupied the island’s center. Three stories of gray stone and dark wood, windows glowing with warm light that seemed almost offensive against the impossible backdrop. Practical. Mundane. A normal building sitting in a place where buildings had no business existing.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBCiuVLgXEm
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Cel’s mind tried to process what he was seeing and came up with nothing useful. A separate dimension - that much was obvious. His achievement had called it that once. But how? Who could create something like this?11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡud6hEqhi6e
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His thoughts turned to Esrin’s World Creation. The storm-wrapped platform. The fractured sky. The absolute authority she’d wielded over every aspect of that space. But that had been temporary. A manifestation of power that existed only as long as she sustained it.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡn2w2rjB7Ne
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This felt different. More stable. Like someone had carved a permanent hole in the fabric of existence and decided to build a house there.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRuWTVvG2qh
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Unless it was something like a World Creation too. Just one maintained constantly, sustained by power he couldn’t begin to imagine. The energy cost would be staggering. Impossible for anyone except maybe… a deity.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEHTpaOloVv
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He dismissed the thought before it could take root. Speculation was pointless. He was here. The manor waited. And somewhere inside, two members of the Reckoning expected him.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdJpkNTd5Rc
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Cel started walking, boots echoing against stone in the oppressive silence. The void didn’t make sound - no wind, no ambient noise, just his footsteps and the occasional crackle of energy around him.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡF1ya9icMWJ
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The manor grew larger as he approached. Details emerged from the gloom - shuttered windows on the upper floors, a door of dark wood, stone walls that looked like they’d stood for decades.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlfirHYQqBk
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He stopped at the threshold. His hand found the door handle. Cold iron against his palm.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUzLRk9sjiZ
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He pushed.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4ctjngZTMG
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The door swung inward with the soft creak of well-oiled hinges, revealing an interior that made the exterior’s mundanity seem almost reasonable by comparison.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhDyDG86r3t
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A proper entrance hall stretched before him. Polished wood floors. Walls painted in muted colors. A staircase ascending to upper floors with carved banisters. Chandeliers hung at regular intervals, their light warm and steady. The space looked like it belonged in a noble estate, not floating in a void dimension.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8AedFklagK
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Cel stepped inside, letting the door close behind him with a soft click. The air smelled faintly of wood polish and old paper. Normal smells. Comfortable smells. Completely at odds with everything else.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrzLteaQ4mR
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“Oh!”11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2T7mW72Q4H
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The exclamation came from deeper in the manor - bright, surprised and far too cheerful for the circumstances.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZHBHHEcIeL
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Footsteps approached rapidly. Not threatening - just quick, eager steps that suggested someone hurrying to greet an expected guest.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡeQBDNFQL1Z
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A figure emerged from a doorway to his left.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLWlHAJnz9b
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Young. Perhaps his early twenties. Above average height with a lean build that suggested youth rather than any particular dedication to combat training. Light purple hair fell almost carelessly, styled with effortless charm. Green eyes bright with genuine warmth. He wore dark clothing that might have been formal on a noble but sat comfortably casual on him - expensive but not ostentatious.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgrRHm1mWYQ
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And he was smiling. Actually smiling. Not the practiced expression of someone performing courtesy, but real warmth that reached his eyes and softened his entire face.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSyPOg1ipM2
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“You’re here!” The words came out almost lilting. “I heard the rift but wasn’t sure if it was you or someone else. Come in, come in - you don’t need to stand in the entrance hall like a lost puppy.”11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡukFeAxK8ck
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Cel stared at him, completely unable to form words.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTX3EmenIv7
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The young man crossed the remaining distance and stopped perhaps two steps away, still smiling like they were old friends meeting for tea rather than strangers in an impossible location.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpx0dRsLfMD
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“I should introduce myself again, shouldn’t I?” He extended his hand. “Silas of House Mortbane, Death Clan. Also known as Death’s Friendliest Face, which I know sounds ridiculous but apparently it stuck.” A pause, his grin widening slightly. “You can call me Silas. Everyone does.”11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjuE3mQPXty
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Cel’s hand moved on reflex, clasping the offered hand. 11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRXsDU3rc2f
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“I’m the Eighth Reckoning,” Silas continued, releasing his hand and gesturing vaguely around them. “Though that’s more of a formality than anything meaningful. Rank just determines who’s stronger.”11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVDM7g0WlaG
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He tilted his head slightly, studying Cel with open curiosity. “You’re settling in at the Academy alright?”11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8Dzi5iulQF
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The dissonance of tone was staggering. Cel had expected cold professionalism at best, open hostility at worst. Not this. Not warmth and casual conversation like they were discussing weather.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlM8C9GdahK
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“I—” His voice came out rough. He cleared his throat and tried again. “I’m managing.”11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6JhOHRHoek
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“Good, good.” Silas nodded enthusiastically. “The Academy’s intense but it’s excellent training. Nothing quite like being thrown into combat with people who actually want to hurt you.”11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡytQUgLvZvh
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A pause. His smile gained a slightly mischievous edge.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTQZBYCwZNi
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“Speaking of which, I should introduce your other trainer.” He turned, raising his voice slightly. “Zara? Come meet our new collegue.”11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡs5OVQMWBUO
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Silence answered.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡG8QXthnerR
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Silas’s expression didn’t change, but something in his posture suggested he’d expected exactly this response. He glanced back at Cel with a shrug. “She’s shy.”11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmdjcOn1UNI
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“I’m not shy, you bastard.”11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcQxRk2txnU
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The voice came from the same doorway Silas had emerged from - flat and hostile.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡU63F8UDK5D
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A woman of average hight appeared in the doorway, moving to lean against the frame with arms crossed over her chest.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyqPgjNKT8v
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She stood with lean hardness, the kind carved by brutal training. Dark-red hair hung to her shoulders, unkempt and indifferent to fashion, as if she couldn’t be bothered with maintenance. Blue eyes that burned with barely contained rage, locked on Cel with an intensity that made his skin prickle.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQYLmwFSkIA
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Everything about her radiated coiled tension. Like standing near something ready to explode.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOVzYVCmDQO
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“This is Zara,” Silas said brightly, apparently unbothered by the hostility radiating from her direction. “Also known as Wrath’s Only Daughter. She’s the Sixth Reckoning, which means she outranks me by two positions. But I try not to let that intimidate me.”11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxLMJvi7Zjb
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Zara’s glare shifted from Cel to Silas. “Shut up.”11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMH1bOSuLAi
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“She’s also extremely friendly once you get to know her,” Silas continued, his tone suggesting he was either oblivious to or deliberately ignoring the death wish in her eyes. “Just needs time to warm up to people.”11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhQf9IA6aGv
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“Silas.” Her voice dropped lower. “I will rip your tongue out of your throat.”11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKyydXP0tdL
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“See? Already showing affection.” He grinned at Cel. “You’re going to love training with her.”11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4uDxayVha3
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Cel said nothing. His instincts screamed that speaking would only draw Zara’s attention more fully, and her current level of attention already felt sufficient to peel skin.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡx7djTdvhdi
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Silas clapped his hands together. “Right! So, the situation. Lady Esrin has tasked Zara and me with training you every night until your final examination at the Academy begins. We’ll work on combat technique, tactical assessment, survival skills - basically everything you’ll need to not die immediately when facing real threats.”11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfgK8wqmbOj
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“I won’t train him.” Zara’s voice cut through like a blade.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlWJqgfDdRJ
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Silas turned to face her fully, his expression remaining pleasant but gaining an edge of genuine curiosity. “Oh? Are you certain you want to disregard Lady Esrin’s direct command?”11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGqUhFt8nK5
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The question landed with deliberate weight.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzuiv40YWjY
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Zara’s jaw tightened. Her hands clenched into fists at her sides - not threatened, just angry at having the obvious stated.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKiHSLHsvmb
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“As long as you keep your mouth shut, there won’t be a problem.” 11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2dLlS1fVku
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Silas’s grin returned, gaining a mischievous quality that suggested he’d been waiting for exactly this. “And what’s in it for me?”11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwBx6thBeW7
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Silence stretched. Zara’s glare intensified, boring into Silas with enough force that Cel half-expected him to burst into flames through sheer willpower.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZkMYgSEvRp
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“You’ll have something good by me,” she finally ground out. The words sounded physically painful to produce. “One favor. Within reason.”11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHvlfOtGUvK
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“Within reason,” Silas repeated thoughtfully, as if seriously considering his options. Then his smile brightened. “Deal! I accept your generous offer.”11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡffxwgtjRtj
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Cel’s mouth opened before his better judgment could stop it. “And what’s in it for me?”11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡP51mSBRlzv
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Both of them turned to look at him. Silas with surprise and something that might have been amusement. Zara with the expression of someone who’d just watched an insect demand equal seating at a dinner table.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbCGrwZy2mo
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She pushed off from the doorframe and crossed the space between them in three long strides. Each step deliberate. Predatory.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAnpJzAFmZO
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She stopped directly in front of him, close enough that he could see the fine scars marking her fair skin. Close enough that the rage in her eyes became almost physical.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnKHIvIhebz
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“You get to keep your head on your shoulders. How does that sound?”11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡL6QKR4zKW2
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The threat landed with absolute clarity. Not bluster. Not exaggeration. A simple statement of fact about what would happen if he continued being difficult.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzKGZMhOmsf
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Cel’s throat worked. “That... sounds acceptable.”11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡh47F3kkVeB
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Zara held his gaze for another heartbeat, then stepped back with a sound that might have been disgust or satisfaction. Hard to tell.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5St4AlSARa
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Silas laughed - bright and genuine, like he’d just witnessed the funniest thing all week. “Oh, you two are going to be a perfect match.”11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZlyJHbYKUk
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“Fuck off,” Zara said without heat, already turning back toward the doorway she’d emerged from.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDLr1b7BkHR
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“Such language! And in front of our new colleague too.” Silas shook his head in mock disapproval, still grinning. He gestured for Cel to follow. “Come on. Let’s head to the training area before Zara decides to demonstrate exactly how she earned her codename.”11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡv0Fv21EhKC
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Cel followed, acutely aware that he’d just agreed to spend every night with two people who might be more dangerous than anyone he’d face at the Academy.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrAz5W4j4GS
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They moved through the manor in silence - or rather, Silas moved in cheerful silence while Cel walked with growing tension. Zara disappeared back into whatever room she’d emerged from. The interior maintained its impossible mundanity. Hallways with worn carpet. Doors leading to rooms whose purposes Cel could only guess at. Walls adorned with paintings that looked expensive and old.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡakzo0pS72k
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At the manor’s rear, a door of the same dark wood as the entrance waited. Silas pulled it open without ceremony, revealing—11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpY9aAZeRTC
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Nothing.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbnI2eznlp1
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Not a yard. Not a training ground. Just the dark stone of the floating island extending perhaps fifty steps before ending at open void. 11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDNoJTW2111
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“Here we are!” Silas stepped out onto the stone, spreading his arms wide. “Our training facility. Bit sparse, I’ll admit, but it has character.”11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPrub5ophw9
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Cel followed more slowly, his eyes tracking to the island’s edge. The distance suddenly felt very finite. Very fragile.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHtq78sJtTU
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“What happens if someone falls off?” The question escaped before he could stop it.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5ezgziDi3Y
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Silas turned back, his expression shifting to genuine thoughtfulness. “You know, I’m not actually sure. It’s never happened.” A pause. “Yet.”11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHdS29ZxZ8U
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The addition did nothing to ease Cel’s concern.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0hbQ2gKFL3
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“But don’t worry!” Silas continued brightly. “The training won’t be dangerous. We’re just going to start with assessment - figure out where you are now so we know what needs work.” He moved to the center of the open space, turning to face Cel fully. “Attack me. Use everything you have. Don’t hold back.”11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡh5By7L0sdS
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Cel’s hand moved to summon Silent Moon. The blade materialized in his grip - straight violet-dark steel with an indigo sheen.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2tWDbh9xtL
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Silas’s weapon appeared in his hand with a shimmer of dark energy. A spear. A spear. Simple black shaft perhaps six feet long, ending in a narrow blade that seemed to absorb the light around it rather than reflect it. He held it loosely, the weapon’s weight distributed comfortably across both hands.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBMqZQ2AxJy
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They faced each other across empty stone. Violet energy crackled through the void above, silent and purposeless. 11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTLVfyLKBJm
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Cel shifted his stance, preparing to—11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡO3xGkBKf9G
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The backdoor opened again.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgfBOYIVkOH
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Both of them turned.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvcrDYFaA4m
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Zara emerged carrying a couch above her head. Not struggling. Not straining. Just walking with a full-sized piece of furniture balanced in both hands like it weighed nothing.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvYcC18jza3
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She crossed to a spot perhaps twenty steps from where they stood and set the couch down with surprising gentleness. Then she collapsed onto it in a sprawl that suggested zero concern for dignity or appearance, one arm draped over the back, her legs stretched out and crossed at the ankles.11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEi0RRgkktJ
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Zara looked up, noticing them staring. Her expression shifted to annoyance. “What? Mind your own business.” A pause. “And make it entertaining.”11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyyjVA9DTLm
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