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Chapter 30 - The Witch They Underestimated 1
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2026-02-16 12:00:46Rina’s POV
The clinical chill from Aurel’s healing magic still hummed in my marrow as I navigated the sun-drenched corridors.It was only 4:00 PM, the golden hour casting long, sharp shadows across the registration hall, but the atmosphere was already shifting toward the formal weight of the evening.I checked my slate-gray tablet. My first official session wasn't a practical spell lab - those were reserved for the dark of midnight - but an introductory seminar for
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Moments later, Rina The smell of ozone and scorched stone lingered in the back of my throat, a sharp, metallic reminder of the silver-void light that had just erased three enchanted oak dummies from existence. It was a dry, hollow taste, like breathing in the dust of a star that had died a thousand years ago. I stood in the center of the combat arena, my breath coming in shallow, jagged hitches that felt like glass against my ribs. Around me, the arena was a tableau of fractured power. The werewolves were still down, their rugged frames twitching as they clawed at the stone, their internal wolves howling in a frequency only I could truly hear. Jaxon was the worst—he was slumped against a pillar, his amber eyes blown wide, his scent of pine and woodsmoke curdled into something sour and defeated. They think I did this to them. They think I reached out and crushed their spirits with a flick of my wrist. "Everyone out! Clear the floor! Medical teams to the arena, now!" The voice of
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Moments later, Rina The smell of ozone and scorched stone lingered in the back of my throat, a sharp, metallic reminder of the silver-void light that had just erased three enchanted oak dummies from existence. It was a dry, hollow taste, like breathing in the dust of a star that had died a thousand years ago. I stood in the center of the combat arena, my breath coming in shallow, jagged hitches that felt like glass against my ribs. Around me, the arena was a tableau of fractured power. The werewolves were still down, their rugged frames twitching as they clawed at the stone, their internal wolves howling in a frequency only I could truly hear. Jaxon was the worst—he was slumped against a pillar, his amber eyes blown wide, his scent of pine and woodsmoke curdled into something sour and defeated. They think I did this to them. They think I reached out and crushed their spirits with a flick of my wrist. "Everyone out! Clear the floor! Medical teams to the arena, now!" The voice of
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Moments later, Rina The smell of ozone and scorched stone lingered in the back of my throat, a sharp, metallic reminder of the silver-void light that had just erased three enchanted oak dummies from existence. It was a dry, hollow taste, like breathing in the dust of a star that had died a thousand years ago. I stood in the center of the combat arena, my breath coming in shallow, jagged hitches that felt like glass against my ribs. Around me, the arena was a tableau of fractured power. The werewolves were still down, their rugged frames twitching as they clawed at the stone, their internal wolves howling in a frequency only I could truly hear. Jaxon was the worst—he was slumped against a pillar, his amber eyes blown wide, his scent of pine and woodsmoke curdled into something sour and defeated. They think I did this to them. They think I reached out and crushed their spirits with a flick of my wrist. "Everyone out! Clear the floor! Medical teams to the arena, now!" The voice of
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Moments later, Rina The smell of ozone and scorched stone lingered in the back of my throat, a sharp, metallic reminder of the silver-void light that had just erased three enchanted oak dummies from existence. It was a dry, hollow taste, like breathing in the dust of a star that had died a thousand years ago. I stood in the center of the combat arena, my breath coming in shallow, jagged hitches that felt like glass against my ribs. Around me, the arena was a tableau of fractured power. The werewolves were still down, their rugged frames twitching as they clawed at the stone, their internal wolves howling in a frequency only I could truly hear. Jaxon was the worst—he was slumped against a pillar, his amber eyes blown wide, his scent of pine and woodsmoke curdled into something sour and defeated. They think I did this to them. They think I reached out and crushed their spirits with a flick of my wrist. "Everyone out! Clear the floor! Medical teams to the arena, now!" The voice of
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Moments later, Rina The smell of ozone and scorched stone lingered in the back of my throat, a sharp, metallic reminder of the silver-void light that had just erased three enchanted oak dummies from existence. It was a dry, hollow taste, like breathing in the dust of a star that had died a thousand years ago. I stood in the center of the combat arena, my breath coming in shallow, jagged hitches that felt like glass against my ribs. Around me, the arena was a tableau of fractured power. The werewolves were still down, their rugged frames twitching as they clawed at the stone, their internal wolves howling in a frequency only I could truly hear. Jaxon was the worst—he was slumped against a pillar, his amber eyes blown wide, his scent of pine and woodsmoke curdled into something sour and defeated. They think I did this to them. They think I reached out and crushed their spirits with a flick of my wrist. "Everyone out! Clear the floor! Medical teams to the arena, now!" The voice of
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Moments later, Rina The smell of ozone and scorched stone lingered in the back of my throat, a sharp, metallic reminder of the silver-void light that had just erased three enchanted oak dummies from existence. It was a dry, hollow taste, like breathing in the dust of a star that had died a thousand years ago. I stood in the center of the combat arena, my breath coming in shallow, jagged hitches that felt like glass against my ribs. Around me, the arena was a tableau of fractured power. The werewolves were still down, their rugged frames twitching as they clawed at the stone, their internal wolves howling in a frequency only I could truly hear. Jaxon was the worst—he was slumped against a pillar, his amber eyes blown wide, his scent of pine and woodsmoke curdled into something sour and defeated. They think I did this to them. They think I reached out and crushed their spirits with a flick of my wrist. "Everyone out! Clear the floor! Medical teams to the arena, now!" The voice of
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