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... clicking against the floor like a metronome marking his rising fury.

The room was dim, illuminated only by the cool, shifting light of holographic projections hovering in the air: city maps, guild reports, and the latest security feeds. Shadows from the flickering displays danced across the walls, stretching and twisting like phantoms stirred by his mounting unease.

The news of Voss's appointment as Head of the City Academy seared through Valenbrook's thoughts like a hot iron bra ...

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