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... p> The arena of Vermillion Phoenix Academy was alive.
Not metaphorically.
Literally.
Heat flowed beneath the stone floor in slow, restrained currents, regulated by ancient formations layered so deeply that only masters could sense them. Crimson banners hung high above, fluttering even though there was no wind, their phoenix sigils glowing faintly like embers that refused to die.
This was not a battlefield.
It was a statement
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