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Chapter 56: The Conclave’s shadow
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... eld. With footfalls slowed. With eyes that lingered longer than usual.
Leon stood before the line of cadets, the same ones who had stepped through his trial when it bore no name, only purpose. Their shoulders had squared since then. Their gazes didn’t wander.
"Again," he said.
Steel met steel.
This was not sparring. This was rhythm. Form. Control. Each motion a word in a language they were still learning.
Marien stood at the edge, arms folded, but not watc ...
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