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... h was over, my stomach felt as heavy as stone — not because of the piece of dark chocolate I swallowed, but because of what lay ahead.
’The Power Channelling class.’
I walked to the large training hall, guided by the map on my smartwatch, my steps slow, heart sinking with every corridor I passed.
I had stopped for another bathroom break, hence the reason Cambria and the others left ahead, on my wish.
And I was glad they didn’t ask any questions. < ...
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