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111. The power kept rising

Penulis: Hannah Uzzy
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-12-11 15:53:42

Nalini

My entire week felt like it had been stretched thin, pulled taut between training sessions, council meetings, whispered suspicions, and the gnawing feeling that someone—somewhere—was watching me. The interpack tournament was only days away, and the entire school smelled like nerves and adrenaline. Everyone was training harder, moving faster, trying to perfect every stance before the big day. Everywhere I looked, there were combat demonstrations, strategy charts, competitive trash-talk, and far too many eyes lingering on me longer than necessary.

I tried to bury myself in the chaos, but even then… I felt it.

A tug somewhere deep inside my chest.

A pulse of something old, locked, unfamiliar.

Something that had awakened the night I was kidnapped.

Every time I tried to explain it to Maxine, the words twisted in my throat, refusing to come out properly. She insisted I was traumatized, that flashbacks could feel like powers. But it didn’t feel like trauma. It felt like… recognition.
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