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... ooks. But alas, fate itself envied the young man.

Soon, they reached the other side of the hall- to where the grand door was at, door to the leader of the Rebellion- a pioneer. It was morning already. He should be in there. And their senses said yes.

As soon as the door opened, the muscular old man got up on his feet walked ahead of the desk. There was a serious look on his face.

"Where were you two last night?"

Irene was half a step ahead of Adrian. "Where we ought to be ...

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