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Just... stilled.
T-Back's head turned in slow, suspicious increments, scanning the ceiling like it might peel open and spit a sniper.
Madam Lily, for once, had no witty retort. Her eyes narrowed as she glanced toward the walls, toward the ceiling, toward the places people shouldn't be hiding—but sometimes were.
Viktor blinked dumbly. His posture slouched slightly—part reflex, part pain. His face was still mottled from the burns he hadn't treated properly—blisters ...
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