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... tched with skeletal carvings that flickered in the bluish glow of sigils embedded in the floor, their light casting eerie shadows across the cold stone desks. The air was thick with the scent of damp stone and the soft crackle of small flames hovering before each student, their delicate glows a stark contrast to the tomb’s oppressive hum. Darius sat at his desk, his training robes—blue wind motifs shimmering faintly—catching the sigils’ light, his palm outstretched toward the flame, its wavering ...
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