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... let alone speak. Draven's presence did that to people. His cold, calculating demeanor filled every corner of the classroom, and even those who had never been in his direct path felt the weight of his gaze.
Draven stood at the front, his dark cloak draping perfectly behind him, making him seem even taller, even more imposing. His eyes swept over the room once more, taking in the faces of the students, all sitting rigid in their seats. His sharp gaze flickered for a brief moment toward Amb ...
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