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... n range, where thick ancient trees loomed like silent guardians, a fortress-like wall was under construction.
Fifty academy candidates worked in unison under the guidance of a single youth—his black hair tousled by the mountain breeze, and violet eyes gleaming under the golden sunlight.
He was Riven Veylor, heir of the prestigious Veylor family.
But Riven wasn't watching the wall rise. His gaze was fixed on the cloudless sky, unblinking, as if so ...
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