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... ely meant that somebody would be blowing up.

Noah spent several hours with his students, guiding them through the steps of creating the guidelines of a Formation and answering any questions that he could. He’d been pretty confident he understood Formations fairly well, but it was remarkable how much teaching could reveal gaps in knowledge.

He’d had to dig through his thoughts in contemplation quite a few times to make sure he didn’t accidentally give anyone false information. But ...

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