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... as his mind raced. Master Anng’s words kept repeating in his head: ’Magical gifts... powers rooted in their essence.’
’So I was right,’ he thought, running a hand through his hair. ’These white lines aren’t tied to my void system at all. They’re something else. Something older.’
He turned down a quieter corridor, away from the bustle of students heading to their next classes. The solitude helped him think clearer, piece things together.
’But why can’t I control them?’ he ...
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