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... utward in soft pulses. It flickered like a warning, or a whisper.
Areum was already moving before the last flicker hit the floor.
She’d been patrolling the west wing, pacing the outer halls on instinct more than rotation. Ever since the monster sightings in the distance, the school had been sealed tight. No one came in. No one went out.
So when the light appeared, sudden, silent, wrong, she didn’t hesitate.
"Who’s there?" she shouted, a glass shard forming in her ...
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